Well, I am currently playing SOT and I must say I am in love with it! I already know some of the main plot lines and how the story will end, but at least there are still a few surprises in store for me! Let me know if I should continue, you sick freaks ;) I will try to keep updating as recently as I can, but I am a very busy person with two jobs cause I'm poor as shit :p Enjoy!
Kenny lay trapped beneath the rubble of our town. His groans of pain could be heard from his signature muffle. New kid left for home. After asking him what he wanted to play next he simply replied with "Screw you guys, I'm going home." What a fucking asshole anyway, not like we need him to be cool or anything. "Dude, we should at least help Kenny up." Stan piped up, Kyle agreed with a nod and both friends each grabbed hold of one of his arms and lifted him out of the pile. I sauntered over to him with a smirk on my face, and he suddenly realised what the fuck just happened.
"Well, Kenny. You do understand what act of crime you have committed here don't you?" I must admit that I am very well educated for a fourth grader, so I shouldn't complain too much when my associates are less intelligent than myself. A dumbfound look spread across Kenny's face. I cleared my throat. "The act you have committed here is treason, and one who commits treason should be punished." Kyle and Stan didn't know who to agree with more. Both of them were always fond of the little fella with the orange parka, but this time it was Kenny who was the criminal, and myself the righteous one.
"Well, it was just a game." Kyle offered. Kenny now had some hope shining through his beautiful violet eyes…of treason. They opened wider, and I had to fight with my own thoughts to look away. Stan and Kyle smiled. "Aw, he's begging!" I sighed. "That wont get him very far. He still needs to be punished and I stand by my word." "Fine, what does he need to do?" Kyle asked. "For starters…he could clean up the remains of Kupa Keep." Kenny seemed to have been expecting something else and let a whole hearted laugh escape. "Dude, that's fucking lame!" Kyle and Stan joined with him laughing, those bastards. "Fine, fine. I'll clean up your little keep." He'll get what's coming to him. He took my stick god damn it!
"No one helps Kenny." I order. I overheard a conversation in the kitchen between the super best friends. "I don't see why we're not able to help Kenny. I don't understand why we're taking orders from fat ass in the first place. The game is over and now he's just plain old, annoying ass Cartman. "Yeah, but it is his house I guess." Stan concluded. That's right, bitches. MY house and my fucking word is law. If Kenny is getting punished, then so be it. Kenny waltzed ack in like some fucking princess a little over an hour later. The rest of us were just relaxing and watching some TV. "Oh, Kenny. Be a doll for me and get me a soda."(AN: forgive me if I ever refer soda as pop, I am Canadian after all!) Kenny rolled his eyes. "What the fuck for?" He mumbled. "I would watch that tone of yours. Now I think I deserve an apology from you." I kicked off my muddy shoes. Kyle gave me a stern look because he knows now I'll just leave the mess for my mom to clean up later, but who cares what that stupid bitch thinks. He walked away with his hands clenched in fists and returned quickly with a coke. "Nah, don't feel like one of those today. Today I'm craving…Dr. Pepper." I smirked. After the incident at the foster home, Kenny and Karen vowed and promised each other to never drink Dr. Pepper again. I just love messing with those special sibling bonds.
He came back this time with a Dr. Pepper. "Hey Kenneth, I believe you are forgetting about my apology. He gestured towards his feet. "What are you waiting for? Your poor ass family to buy you a decent Christmas present? Kneel before me and suck my toes!" Kyle looked like he was about to vomit, Stan ran for the restroom. "I'm not watching this." He left to wait in my bedroom until I've quit being a sick pervert. Surprisingly, Kenny obliged. Thinking quickly I reached into my pocket for my cell and snapped a quick picture of him sucking sweetly on my big one. "If you leave now, I will have copies of this picture posted all over the school by Monday morning. And don't you dare question my abilities." "That does it, we're leaving." A familiar green hat wearing Jewish boy announced. Kenny nearly finished sucking my feet. "Kenny, you're either coming with us, or you're not." Oooh, he had his arms folded now. Which usually indicated that he meant business. Kenny shot an apologetic glance towards Stan and Kyle. "Mrrph mrrph, mrrph mrrph mrrph." 'I'm sorry guys. But… I can't go and I just can't tell you why." He looked so depressed. Good. "Well, see you on Monday then…" The two headed for the door and left. Now all that remained was myself and my captive. Mom would be gone for the rest of the weekend which was equivalent to winning the lottery for me.
So, that was just the beginning. Introductions are always difficult for me to write. And hopefully the next chapter will be up shortly! Yes, most of you smart people could guess how filthy this story can get, and I'm just going to warn you now that obviously they are still minors, but hey. South Park was created by Trey Parker and Matt stone and what do you guys expect from South Park anyway? But maybe I will write more sometime soon! Off to eat McD's and play baseball.