THE TRACY PROJECT!
WARNING: This fic contains scary things. WATCH OUT!
Once there lived an ugly, stupid, gay and just a plain baka. His name was Tracy Skichit. The Pokemon where sooooo tired of seeing this idiot so many times they thought of a plan to kill him. This was called the TRACY PROJECT! They would get many rabit oddishes and scary pichus with rocket lunchers. Two years past of getting ready for the attack. Shortly after, they begain. They sent dragonites in planes to find tracy's location. After a week of searching they found da gay one sketching one of their friends. And SO our story begins.
Day one: " LT.Pichu! The bombing plane is ready for take off!" " Good! Get that sucker up and flying by tomorrow! That's an order!" " yes sir!"
" ahh, Its so great to be gay!" cried Tracy. He was laying in the grass drawing pictures of rainbows with little dolls on it. He hugged his little pichu dolly.
" DROP THE BOMBS!" cried Lt. Pichu. " YES SIR!" The bombs where dropped on tracy baka.
BBBBBBBOOOOOOMMM! The bombs exploded. Tracy died and the world was a happier place! Rabit oddishes with chainsaws and pichus with rocket lunchers blew up tracys dead body for fun! Then eevees in army tanks ran tracy over. Then rabit woopers ate tracy.
The world was then a happy place! The Pokemon celebrated the event and had a big party! The world was a happier place! As for tracy, his body was shipped to Peru, and buried in zubat dung. Never ever to be seen again!
DA END!