*WARNING* IF YOU ARE SCESEPTIBLE TO AIDS OR SOME OTHER INCREDIBLY NASTY DISEASE VIA COMPLETE INSANE RANDOMNESS PLEASE STOP READING. RIGHT NOW. NO I'M SERIOUS. IF YOU KEEP ON READING YOU MIGHT GO DELUSIONA-
You must be thinking, well the most obvious place to start off at would be introducing your main character wouldn't it? Or maybe setting a scene? Or maybe a plot? But no... I'm going to be starting off this story of a cup. It was quite tall. Estimated at oh I don't know 19.3 centimetres. Just guessing. And this cup was made out of frosted white glass and had a design it had the Yen sign but with 2 Lines through it. I'm not sure. I'm Australian and have never been overseas but I'm mildly sure that the Yen only has one line. Let me check. ¥ Nope, I'm wrong, as usual. As you can tell I'm not very bright in the way of Asian currencies so let's progress on. Any way it had this sign: ¥ and then a capital o. But this o had like square edges so it kind of looked like a square so instead of a friendly though mildly douchebaggiish (See what I did there? I done just created a new word! (( Wow. I'm sure I'm on something. No real human talks like that. )) ) ZOMFG Too many brackets! Wow. I'm also sure that I have some kind of A.D.D... well anyways this knight dude this story kind of implies of including was tall. He had a face like many of his kind. It was famous and got married to an Victoria's Secret Model. But he was cursed with a tall blue body with three meaningless letters branded onto his side.
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Yes, he was a Pez canister (or whatever the name for it is I just manage to call it a Pez... well you know that container that holds the Pez candy. Yummy :D. Yes. My face actually does turn into an emoticon when I talk about Pez. It's just my thing. Awesome right?) And his face resembled the once inconceivably famous Orlando Bloom. All Pez containers had their own individual name. Don't think just because they're "inanimate" plastic tube doesn't mean they don't have individuality. Or fingernails. Trust me. You don't want to be scratched by an aggravated Pez container. Trust me. I still have scars. Anyway, back to the name. His name was... are you sure you're ready for this? It could change your life. I could write it in code, for people who have seen it in written form have been known to die. In code it is ... well stuff it. Make your last wishes, call your mum because here it is.
His name is... SIR ORLANDO BLOOM SPLEEN MACHINE BITCH MONKEY POTTER.
You still here? Well. You're a feisty one aren't you. Stay tuned for the next chapter. OR ELSE. You got through this much of my insane ramblings so I guess you might maybe possibly could survive another 500 words of them. Good luck and Peace off. (Yeah, I know, I'm a Tobuscus fan girl. Hes just simply the most amazing person. Ever.)