3/13/02
Spazmastic speaks:Come! Come into a world where nothing is what it seems! Into a place where I try to hide! Into a place where my characters and friends collide! There is so real senseablity in these stories! They're never was to begin with!!!! XD!!! This story is to second guess my friends and I think I did a damn well good job, ;D If I do say so mahself, muwahahaha. If you don't get the story you're probably not the only one, ;D XD
Note: Jordan and Mike are friends and yes I do owned them, ty. If you want to use them ask me and them, ;D Ty!
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One warm day...
Jordan was walking along a yellow brick road it was sunny but Jordan was pissed at the yellow brick road for being yellow.
"Fucking yellow, _"
He growled until he came along a dirty blonde who was dirty in more ways then one, ;D
locked up in a stockade. Jordan pulled out a bag of poon flavored popcorn.
"What the hell are you doing there?" Jordan asked.
"I don't know.. I think the writer made me in here cause she finds it amusing and sexy."
"Well see ya'."
"WAAAAAIT!!!! You're not gonna leave me like this are you?! ;-;!!!"
Jordan munched on his food as he pulled out a piece of paper. "Oh yea i'm suppose to free you somehow. So uh what's your name?" The other boy couldn't speak his real name which was Michael, the only name the writer would allow him to say was, "Bondage Pastry.." Jordan chuckled, "What?"
"I'm..... The Bondage Pastry." Waving his hands in frustration and a heavy sigh. Jordan started to laugh as he put his snack away and approached the stockade. Jordan paused thinking for a moment. He punched it which set off vibrations and made Mike's head go back hitting it on the wood, "OW! ;_;"
"Heh, sorry.."
Jordan simply hit a small red button and Michael was freed. "WHAT?!!?! A BUTTON?!!?!"
"So where to?" Jordan asked as a cloud of smoke appeared around them both. Jordan was dressed as a lion, "I'm alergic to cats! _" Poof! Now he was dressed as some Gothic looking scarecrow and Mike was the Tin Man. "What!? Why the Tin Man!?" Then a powerful voice of a woman spoke,
"YOU WANT TO BE BACK IN THAT STOCKADE!?!!!!?!?!?!?!?!"
"o_o;;;;;;;; No........"
"Hm.. Was that the writer?" Jordan asked as Mike nodded, "Hehe... ^^;;" Jordan looked down at the yellow brick road, "Fawking yellow, _"
"; What's wrong with yellow?"
"It pisses me off! _!! Hey! Your hair is kinda yellowish."
And both were caught up in a brawl and started to roll down a hill until them came to a stop. "Hey Bondage Pastry, your Tin Man suit is.. What the..?"
"Oh! It's a red and black Jester suit, ^^;; Don't ask...."
Jordan looked and he was dressed with spikes and a trench coat, "Oh yay! :D" And they both stood up and looked at the creeeepy forest.
End, XD
Spazmastic speaks:Come! Come into a world where nothing is what it seems! Into a place where I try to hide! Into a place where my characters and friends collide! There is so real senseablity in these stories! They're never was to begin with!!!! XD!!! This story is to second guess my friends and I think I did a damn well good job, ;D If I do say so mahself, muwahahaha. If you don't get the story you're probably not the only one, ;D XD
Note: Jordan and Mike are friends and yes I do owned them, ty. If you want to use them ask me and them, ;D Ty!
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One warm day...
Jordan was walking along a yellow brick road it was sunny but Jordan was pissed at the yellow brick road for being yellow.
"Fucking yellow, _"
He growled until he came along a dirty blonde who was dirty in more ways then one, ;D
locked up in a stockade. Jordan pulled out a bag of poon flavored popcorn.
"What the hell are you doing there?" Jordan asked.
"I don't know.. I think the writer made me in here cause she finds it amusing and sexy."
"Well see ya'."
"WAAAAAIT!!!! You're not gonna leave me like this are you?! ;-;!!!"
Jordan munched on his food as he pulled out a piece of paper. "Oh yea i'm suppose to free you somehow. So uh what's your name?" The other boy couldn't speak his real name which was Michael, the only name the writer would allow him to say was, "Bondage Pastry.." Jordan chuckled, "What?"
"I'm..... The Bondage Pastry." Waving his hands in frustration and a heavy sigh. Jordan started to laugh as he put his snack away and approached the stockade. Jordan paused thinking for a moment. He punched it which set off vibrations and made Mike's head go back hitting it on the wood, "OW! ;_;"
"Heh, sorry.."
Jordan simply hit a small red button and Michael was freed. "WHAT?!!?! A BUTTON?!!?!"
"So where to?" Jordan asked as a cloud of smoke appeared around them both. Jordan was dressed as a lion, "I'm alergic to cats! _" Poof! Now he was dressed as some Gothic looking scarecrow and Mike was the Tin Man. "What!? Why the Tin Man!?" Then a powerful voice of a woman spoke,
"YOU WANT TO BE BACK IN THAT STOCKADE!?!!!!?!?!?!?!?!"
"o_o;;;;;;;; No........"
"Hm.. Was that the writer?" Jordan asked as Mike nodded, "Hehe... ^^;;" Jordan looked down at the yellow brick road, "Fawking yellow, _"
"; What's wrong with yellow?"
"It pisses me off! _!! Hey! Your hair is kinda yellowish."
And both were caught up in a brawl and started to roll down a hill until them came to a stop. "Hey Bondage Pastry, your Tin Man suit is.. What the..?"
"Oh! It's a red and black Jester suit, ^^;; Don't ask...."
Jordan looked and he was dressed with spikes and a trench coat, "Oh yay! :D" And they both stood up and looked at the creeeepy forest.
End, XD