Discliamer: I own nothing........ don't hurt me..... My friend Jess (IcePrincess777) wrote this with me. She is nice! she helps me with alot of stuff! We use self insertion and sugar to bring to you........ Crazy! Yay! It starts with me!
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A girl with short redish/blonde hair jumped infront of her computer after conusming three overisezed pixi sticks. Her brown eyes reflected the screen
displaying an AIM brower window. She was IMing her friend "PyrplePunk77," or Jess, as her parents named her. They rapid fire typed a conversation which eventually lead
to the wrong pressing of buttons and somebody other then the hyperactive teenagers wanting to know what the hell was going on. The conversation
went as follows from the topic of fanfiction:
pyrplepunk77: i updated Attack of the Killer Songfics. Underneath Your Clothes is up!
StaplesSqueakNT: neat!
pyrplepunk77: it's about famous people being chased by groups of insane fans!
StaplesSqueakNT: hahahahaaaaaaa!
pyrplepunk77: not Jhonen, if that's what you're thinking, i wouldn't call him a jerkoff
StaplesSqueakNT: ooooooooooh
pyrplepunk77: akkk! sorry, i pressed the wrong button!
StaplesSqueakNT: whut?
pyrplepunk77: never mind.
As Jess typed in her message stating to forget an event, Megan, or "noodletwin/staplesqueakNT," turned around in her fun spinny chair. She saw one of the neatest people in the world, or at least in her opinion. It was a tall mexican man with red hair wearing glasses, black jeans. a red shirt, and a trench coat. She never heard him enter, considering the fact she had A-Ha's "Take on Me" playing from the computer at its maximum volume. The man said "What are you two talking about?"
"I don't know, thats why I asked!"
The mexican drew a blade from his trench coat and pointed it at the unsuspecting Megan. Her acne studded face went pale white. "Tell me now!"
The females eyes glowed pale blue in fear while she typed and argued with Jessica, trying to weasle her way into finding out before she dies. While typing
as fast as she could, Megan managed to quaver, "Why do you need to know?"
The tall man replied with "Lets just say if you don't it will be in a meanwhile." It finally dawned on Megan's fragle little mind that the mexican was Jhonen Vasquez. That essentially triggered her mind and self control to snap. She lept up from her chair and wraped her arms around his waist. "GET THE HELL OFF OF MEEE!!"
Megan immediatly obeyed and said, "Okay! What next?"
Jhonen thought to himself then said "Close your eyes and count to one hundred."
The girl smiled insanley and instantly obeyed. Jhonen tied her up and gaged her. He changed the music on the computer and immediatly conversed with
Jess on the other side of things, confused by the conversation. Her blue eyes were squinting at the screen, wondering 'why the hell would Jhonen Vasquez be at Megan's house of all places?'
From this point on, Instant Mesenger text speaks the best:
StaplesSqueakNT: JhonenV:what are you talking about? Tell me or the pudgy GIR fanatic gets it!
pyrplepunk77: how much sugar have you had?
StaplesSqueakNT: JhonenV: I have had none besides the Freezey I had on the way here. That Meagan on the other hand....... What the hell has she eaten. I to tie her down!
pyrplepunk77: ummm.... why do you want to know so badly?
StaplesSqueakNT: JhonenV: I want to know if fans worship me like a god or diss me behind my back. Meanwhiles are some of my favorite pieces. I need to get them just right. Do not deny me information or Meagen meets her end.
pyrplepunk77: what does pressing the wrong button on a computer have to do with fans?
StaplesSqueakNT: JhonenV: just tell me what you were talking about. The wrong button does not matter, the conversation does.
pyrplepunk77: oh, that! i think i was talking about updating a fanfic.
StaplesSqueakNT: JhonenV: What type of fan fiction?
pyrplepunk77: a collection of song parodies.
pyrplepunk77: r u there?
pyrplepunk77: hello?
StaplesSqueakNT: I knocked him out!
StaplesSqueakNT: he may be temporarilly blind but at least I'm not bound and gagged anymore!
pyrplepunk77: how could you knock him out if you were bound and gagged?
StaplesSqueakNT: i had to chew through the gag and chew through the rope..... he used a rather thin kind luckily....... and the music on the computer distraacted him from noise
StaplesSqueakNT: now he's locked in teh closet!
pyrplepunk77: and what the hell was he doing while you were chewing through the ropes?
StaplesSqueakNT: talkin' to you!
StaplesSqueakNT: he put the knife down when he was typing...... I grabed it and used the heel of the handle to hid him in that nerve right next to your eye
StaplesSqueakNT: he's unconcios!
pyrplepunk77: yeah, i figured.
pyrplepunk77: he's gonna be pissed at you when he wakes up!!!
StaplesSqueakNT: noooooooo..... he's bound and gaged..... with chains.......
pyrplepunk77: where are all of these restraints coming from?
StaplesSqueakNT: mine were from my basement.... his were in a backpack
pyrplepunk77: riiiight. so when are you letting him go?
StaplesSqueakNT: um........ I dunno...
StaplesSqueakNT: i don't want to let him out in the cold
pyrplepunk77: well how did he get there?
StaplesSqueakNT: car
StaplesSqueakNT: but its late and stuff
pyrplepunk77: and what happened to that/
StaplesSqueakNT: i dunno
StaplesSqueakNT: its probably still in teh driveway
pyrplepunk77: are the keys still in it?
StaplesSqueakNT: I dunno, why?
pyrplepunk77: drive it! if you crash it, say there was a metor shower!
StaplesSqueakNT: thats meeeeean! and besides, I don't have a licence!
pyrplepunk77: and knocking him out isn't?
StaplesSqueakNT: self defence
pyrplepunk77: why the heck is he there, anyway?
StaplesSqueakNT: I dunno
pyrplepunk77: and why does he care so much what one stupid fanfic writer is saying?
StaplesSqueakNT: I don't know
StaplesSqueakNT: lemme ask
StaplesSqueakNT: i'll wake him up
StaplesSqueakNT: if i can
pyrplepunk77: i think he would be more concerned about beating the crap out of you than answering the question.
StaplesSqueakNT: chais, remember?
pyrplepunk77: chais?
StaplesSqueakNT: Chians........ typo
pyrplepunk77: that was also a typo.
StaplesSqueakNT: chains.............dammnit
pyrplepunk77: okay, so wake him up!
pyrplepunk77: but while you
StaplesSqueakNT: huh?
StaplesSqueakNT: but while I what?
pyrplepunk77: re at it, have some fun with it!
pyrplepunk77: like tell him he's been out for a few hundred years and that Britney Spears now rules the world!
StaplesSqueakNT: hold on! let me get changed first! I highly doubt he'll beive me if I'm wearing teh same thing
pyrplepunk77: okay!
pyrplepunk77: happy 3003!!!!!
StaplesSqueakNT: I've convinced him that I found out the key to life is victoria's secret..... both of which are is that she dosent wear underwear. I've told him that the world has regenerated itself and now he's of an alien life form....
StaplesSqueakNT: all I did was use some face paint and glue!
pyrplepunk77: HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!
pyrplepunk77: now tell him you're selling him to a zoo!
StaplesSqueakNT: he fainted from shock........
StaplesSqueakNT: i told him the music I was listening too is clasical........ its Aqua....
pyrplepunk77: hehehhee!
StaplesSqueakNT: now to wash off this make up and create another story.....
pyrplepunk77: now what/
StaplesSqueakNT: wait, this one might take awhile....... I have to bring him to another room.......
StaplesSqueakNT: i'll be back in about fifteen minutes tops
pyrplepunk77: k.
pyrplepunk77: what is it?
StaplesSqueakNT: BACK!
pyrplepunk77: hyzz! what now?
StaplesSqueakNT: he left
pyrplepunk77: awwww!
StaplesSqueakNT: not after having fun though
pyrplepunk77: what did you do?
StaplesSqueakNT: y'see I sorta drove his car into a tree, dragged him into his car, then woke him up telling him he crashed.
pyrplepunk77: and you said i was being mean!
StaplesSqueakNT: he asked about everythiing and I said it was all halucinations. I invited him into the house... he just drove away as fast as his car would go
pyrplepunk77: awww, shit.
StaplesSqueakNT: what?
pyrplepunk77: guess where he was going?
StaplesSqueakNT: where?
pyrplepunk77: here to torture me with the insanity from whatever he is drunk/high on!!!
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I will leave you in suspense, or something close to it untill I update with the seccond chapter of CRAZY! a sort of true story. (review, flames are welcome.)
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A girl with short redish/blonde hair jumped infront of her computer after conusming three overisezed pixi sticks. Her brown eyes reflected the screen
displaying an AIM brower window. She was IMing her friend "PyrplePunk77," or Jess, as her parents named her. They rapid fire typed a conversation which eventually lead
to the wrong pressing of buttons and somebody other then the hyperactive teenagers wanting to know what the hell was going on. The conversation
went as follows from the topic of fanfiction:
pyrplepunk77: i updated Attack of the Killer Songfics. Underneath Your Clothes is up!
StaplesSqueakNT: neat!
pyrplepunk77: it's about famous people being chased by groups of insane fans!
StaplesSqueakNT: hahahahaaaaaaa!
pyrplepunk77: not Jhonen, if that's what you're thinking, i wouldn't call him a jerkoff
StaplesSqueakNT: ooooooooooh
pyrplepunk77: akkk! sorry, i pressed the wrong button!
StaplesSqueakNT: whut?
pyrplepunk77: never mind.
As Jess typed in her message stating to forget an event, Megan, or "noodletwin/staplesqueakNT," turned around in her fun spinny chair. She saw one of the neatest people in the world, or at least in her opinion. It was a tall mexican man with red hair wearing glasses, black jeans. a red shirt, and a trench coat. She never heard him enter, considering the fact she had A-Ha's "Take on Me" playing from the computer at its maximum volume. The man said "What are you two talking about?"
"I don't know, thats why I asked!"
The mexican drew a blade from his trench coat and pointed it at the unsuspecting Megan. Her acne studded face went pale white. "Tell me now!"
The females eyes glowed pale blue in fear while she typed and argued with Jessica, trying to weasle her way into finding out before she dies. While typing
as fast as she could, Megan managed to quaver, "Why do you need to know?"
The tall man replied with "Lets just say if you don't it will be in a meanwhile." It finally dawned on Megan's fragle little mind that the mexican was Jhonen Vasquez. That essentially triggered her mind and self control to snap. She lept up from her chair and wraped her arms around his waist. "GET THE HELL OFF OF MEEE!!"
Megan immediatly obeyed and said, "Okay! What next?"
Jhonen thought to himself then said "Close your eyes and count to one hundred."
The girl smiled insanley and instantly obeyed. Jhonen tied her up and gaged her. He changed the music on the computer and immediatly conversed with
Jess on the other side of things, confused by the conversation. Her blue eyes were squinting at the screen, wondering 'why the hell would Jhonen Vasquez be at Megan's house of all places?'
From this point on, Instant Mesenger text speaks the best:
StaplesSqueakNT: JhonenV:what are you talking about? Tell me or the pudgy GIR fanatic gets it!
pyrplepunk77: how much sugar have you had?
StaplesSqueakNT: JhonenV: I have had none besides the Freezey I had on the way here. That Meagan on the other hand....... What the hell has she eaten. I to tie her down!
pyrplepunk77: ummm.... why do you want to know so badly?
StaplesSqueakNT: JhonenV: I want to know if fans worship me like a god or diss me behind my back. Meanwhiles are some of my favorite pieces. I need to get them just right. Do not deny me information or Meagen meets her end.
pyrplepunk77: what does pressing the wrong button on a computer have to do with fans?
StaplesSqueakNT: JhonenV: just tell me what you were talking about. The wrong button does not matter, the conversation does.
pyrplepunk77: oh, that! i think i was talking about updating a fanfic.
StaplesSqueakNT: JhonenV: What type of fan fiction?
pyrplepunk77: a collection of song parodies.
pyrplepunk77: r u there?
pyrplepunk77: hello?
StaplesSqueakNT: I knocked him out!
StaplesSqueakNT: he may be temporarilly blind but at least I'm not bound and gagged anymore!
pyrplepunk77: how could you knock him out if you were bound and gagged?
StaplesSqueakNT: i had to chew through the gag and chew through the rope..... he used a rather thin kind luckily....... and the music on the computer distraacted him from noise
StaplesSqueakNT: now he's locked in teh closet!
pyrplepunk77: and what the hell was he doing while you were chewing through the ropes?
StaplesSqueakNT: talkin' to you!
StaplesSqueakNT: he put the knife down when he was typing...... I grabed it and used the heel of the handle to hid him in that nerve right next to your eye
StaplesSqueakNT: he's unconcios!
pyrplepunk77: yeah, i figured.
pyrplepunk77: he's gonna be pissed at you when he wakes up!!!
StaplesSqueakNT: noooooooo..... he's bound and gaged..... with chains.......
pyrplepunk77: where are all of these restraints coming from?
StaplesSqueakNT: mine were from my basement.... his were in a backpack
pyrplepunk77: riiiight. so when are you letting him go?
StaplesSqueakNT: um........ I dunno...
StaplesSqueakNT: i don't want to let him out in the cold
pyrplepunk77: well how did he get there?
StaplesSqueakNT: car
StaplesSqueakNT: but its late and stuff
pyrplepunk77: and what happened to that/
StaplesSqueakNT: i dunno
StaplesSqueakNT: its probably still in teh driveway
pyrplepunk77: are the keys still in it?
StaplesSqueakNT: I dunno, why?
pyrplepunk77: drive it! if you crash it, say there was a metor shower!
StaplesSqueakNT: thats meeeeean! and besides, I don't have a licence!
pyrplepunk77: and knocking him out isn't?
StaplesSqueakNT: self defence
pyrplepunk77: why the heck is he there, anyway?
StaplesSqueakNT: I dunno
pyrplepunk77: and why does he care so much what one stupid fanfic writer is saying?
StaplesSqueakNT: I don't know
StaplesSqueakNT: lemme ask
StaplesSqueakNT: i'll wake him up
StaplesSqueakNT: if i can
pyrplepunk77: i think he would be more concerned about beating the crap out of you than answering the question.
StaplesSqueakNT: chais, remember?
pyrplepunk77: chais?
StaplesSqueakNT: Chians........ typo
pyrplepunk77: that was also a typo.
StaplesSqueakNT: chains.............dammnit
pyrplepunk77: okay, so wake him up!
pyrplepunk77: but while you
StaplesSqueakNT: huh?
StaplesSqueakNT: but while I what?
pyrplepunk77: re at it, have some fun with it!
pyrplepunk77: like tell him he's been out for a few hundred years and that Britney Spears now rules the world!
StaplesSqueakNT: hold on! let me get changed first! I highly doubt he'll beive me if I'm wearing teh same thing
pyrplepunk77: okay!
pyrplepunk77: happy 3003!!!!!
StaplesSqueakNT: I've convinced him that I found out the key to life is victoria's secret..... both of which are is that she dosent wear underwear. I've told him that the world has regenerated itself and now he's of an alien life form....
StaplesSqueakNT: all I did was use some face paint and glue!
pyrplepunk77: HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!
pyrplepunk77: now tell him you're selling him to a zoo!
StaplesSqueakNT: he fainted from shock........
StaplesSqueakNT: i told him the music I was listening too is clasical........ its Aqua....
pyrplepunk77: hehehhee!
StaplesSqueakNT: now to wash off this make up and create another story.....
pyrplepunk77: now what/
StaplesSqueakNT: wait, this one might take awhile....... I have to bring him to another room.......
StaplesSqueakNT: i'll be back in about fifteen minutes tops
pyrplepunk77: k.
pyrplepunk77: what is it?
StaplesSqueakNT: BACK!
pyrplepunk77: hyzz! what now?
StaplesSqueakNT: he left
pyrplepunk77: awwww!
StaplesSqueakNT: not after having fun though
pyrplepunk77: what did you do?
StaplesSqueakNT: y'see I sorta drove his car into a tree, dragged him into his car, then woke him up telling him he crashed.
pyrplepunk77: and you said i was being mean!
StaplesSqueakNT: he asked about everythiing and I said it was all halucinations. I invited him into the house... he just drove away as fast as his car would go
pyrplepunk77: awww, shit.
StaplesSqueakNT: what?
pyrplepunk77: guess where he was going?
StaplesSqueakNT: where?
pyrplepunk77: here to torture me with the insanity from whatever he is drunk/high on!!!
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I will leave you in suspense, or something close to it untill I update with the seccond chapter of CRAZY! a sort of true story. (review, flames are welcome.)