The Great Devourer

by LittleSpringroll

This is a story of the Great Devourer: How he lived, how he ate, and how he died his sad but incredibly violent death. One-shot deathfic. This is also to see if we can post things properly. It's supposed to be funny.

Rated T for CRV (Crazy Random Violence)

This is a silly, random oneshot. It is for testing purposes only. :) We are posting this to make sure we understand how to post stories.

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Once upon a time, the Great Devourer was born (from his punny egg).

First, he ate his mom.

Then, he ate his dad.

He also bit Lord Garmadon, who wasn't evil then, but became evil but not dead from the bite, and then Lord Garmadon was evil.

Finally, he ate his poor little siblings who hadn't hatched (and his punny little house).

It was a sad, sad day.

Then the Great Devourer got locked up in a punny prison for 150 punny years.

At long last, he realized the punny door had been unlocked the whole punny time.

And, at long last, we will stop overusing the adjective punny.

We will start overusing the adverb freakishly.

So, to overuse this word, the Great Devourer freakishly devoured Pythor, who was laughing freakishly. (Freakishly speaking, he ate Pythor.)

Later, he freakishly died to his freakishly sad death of Golden Weapons because Lord Garmadon used the Golden Weapons on his freakishly empty punny head (I know I know but we just HAD to use the word again!) because Lord Garmadon somehow freakishly could use all the four weapons at once although I don't know how or why.

Okay, let's go back to the beginning and retell the story in a better/worse way. Without overusing punny or freakishly.

Once upon a [thyme], the [Grape] Devourer was [bored] from playing with his [lame] eggshell.

First, he ate a [bomb].

Then, he ate a [rad (ish)].

He also bit Lord [Super-spicy Chicken], who wasn't e-[Ville] then, but became e-[Ville] but was not dead from the bite, and then Lord [Super-spicy Chicken] was [e-mail].

Finally, he ate his poor little siblings who hadn't hatched (and his UNpunny little [mouse]).

It was an [UN]sad, [UN]sad [play].

Then the play was over and so was the Oneshot. THE END.