Once there was a noob. He was so nooby. He couldn't
win one game of fist of guthix if he tried. Probably. But he thought he wasn't
a noob. His favorite game was runescape. He loved runescape. He thought it was
the best game ever. He lived runescape. He was very social. He was friends with
famous people. But he was never really pro. He played the game for fun. He used
the skills very little. Every once in a while, he would yell something like
,"Yes! Level six mining!" He was nooby, but he had goals and a house. But
in real life? He wasn't social at all. He had two best friends. Bob Saget (his
dog) and his friend Bobba. They were very unpopular with the crowd. But they
had been planning something big. Vengeance! For every time Dylan C had called
them both faggots. For every time Dylan and his group of assholes had harassed
Bobba and the noob. No, it wasn't a school shooting. But it involved fireworks
and rotten perishables. The plan was to gas them out of there. Bobba had made
homemade tear gas. The noob had a considerable amount of fireworks, including
military smoke grenades he got in a stand in Pittston. Dylan C would then run
out, gasping for air. Bobba and the noob (wearing gas masks) would then throw rotten
eggs at him. Bobba would come up from behind a knock him out. Finally, for the
cherry on top, the noob would draw a gigantic erect penis on his face. That was
how the plan was going to go down. Unfortunately, they went a bit too far.
After they did the plan and drove away like a flaming bat in a volcano, they
both got drunk. "Hey Bobba, let's kill Dylan! We go into his apartment, place a
trip wire on his door, which makes a gun shoot! What do you think?" Bobba was completely
mortified. "What the fuck dude? We only make things even! He harasses us, we
harass him. He assaults us, we assault him! Get a hit man to do your dirty work
for you!" TO BE CONTINUED IN CHAPTER 2!