APRIL VACATION!!!!! WHEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!! But for some reason it's just not
registering yet... I'm weird! And I don't own this! Just Stan and the
purple girl (her name is Amethyst). It's my goal to finish this story by
the end of this week so I can have more time to work on other things, so
watch for rapid updates! Oh, and Someone left an interesting review asking
where Happy Noodle Boy was. It's kind of hard to draw comics when you're
being slowly driven insane by some fascist idiot who wants you dead. But
since you asked, here is what it would probably sound like.
I HAD A DREAM THAT ONE AFTERNOON IN THE FROZEN WASTELAND OF FLORIDA THERE WOULD BE A SCREAMING CATTLE PROD THAT WOULD KICK MORE FIZZ AND WHEEEEE!!!!!! AAAAAHHHHH!!!! THE CANNIBALISTIC ORANGES ARE BRUSHING MY TOENAILS!!!! BUT THEY'RE NOWHERE NEAR AS COOKY AS THE LEMONS!!! BEWARE THE KIWIS!!! THEY HAVE RABIES AND WILL EAT YOU IN YOUR SLEEP!!!*BANG* NOOOOOO!!!! *cough* *cough* Goodbye Fred and Romeo! I shall miss your filthy sock fungus! *dies on George Bush's head*
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Chapter 8: Amethyst
"AAAAHHH!!! What the hell is your problem?!", the purple haired girl said as she got up from the floor, rubbing her head.
"What do you want?", Squee asked nervously, still grasping the bat so tightly that his knuckles were white.
"Umm..my head hurts whenever I try to remember. Oh wait. Stan! I came to warn you about Stan! Where is Johnny C.?"
"What?", Nny asked, abruptly snapping out of his memory phase. "I have to resist these emotions!", he thought to himself. "I can't follow the voices."
"I have seen your past and your future. And it will be even more horribly reversed if Stan isn't stopped. I obviously forgot what memory I just lost, but I know what you have gained. Stan is why you are like this and will continue to destroy you and everyone like you if you don't do anything about it."
"But what about the voices? Don't they have anything to do with why I'm so psychotic?" "I think that's the part of my memory that I lost. Shit! I'm surprised I still remember my name!"
"You're not alone. I still don't remember my last name. But at the moment I don't really care. Now let me go!" The purple haired girl (her name's Amethyst) still wouldn't move.
"Do you even know where you're going? You stick out like a sore thumb out there." "And I suppose you know where he is?"
"Yes, Nowheresville Stadium, but I still have to tell you." Nny jumped out a window and ran as fast as he could to his destination. It was very far away, but what other choice did he have? He could have taken his car, but that didn't occur to him for some reason.
"Since when was the window open?"
"I don't know, I just got here!"
"Where do you think you're going?"
"Where do you think?" Devi and Squee thought that there was just something with the light or their eyes or something that had a logical explanation, but it looked to them like she had melted into the form of a bird, then flew away in the direction Johnny had ran in.
It was now completely light out as Nny ran through the endless maze of pink streets. He finally saw something bright red, a sign that read "Nowheresville Stadium" surrounded by sparse green trees. It was nowhere near what he would usually consider a forest, but it was as close as this nightmarish time period could get. That's when he saw him. Stan had about six cheerleaders who were way too young for him clamped onto his legs as usual as he walked into a little hut that didn't look like it could hold all of them. But somehow it did. Nny followed him, took a knife out of the storage place in one of his boots and prepared to get his final revenge. He opened the door and slashed at the place he thought Stan would be standing, but only slashed thin air. There was no one there, only an increasingly dark and long stairway leading deep down into the earth. Nny descended it to find himself in a room as big as all of the contents of his vast basement combined. In the room there were rows of complex devices and scribblings of unrecognizable symbols strung together to appear like words. Nny thought of how he would have liked to take one back to his basement and find a way to use it creatively on Stan and his mindless followers. But his thoughts were interrupted when one of the devices in front of him turned into a man with uniform red eyes and hair, not unlike the odd girl who had stopped him. Before he could react, a needle shot out of their mouth on the end of their tongue and into Nny's arm. He assumed it contained a tranquilizer because he was asleep in a matter of seconds.
A/N: The next chapter is written already. I could be really mean and not post it for a few months XD or put it up tomorrow or something. No, I suck at being mean. Darn you, conscience. You never did help things.
I HAD A DREAM THAT ONE AFTERNOON IN THE FROZEN WASTELAND OF FLORIDA THERE WOULD BE A SCREAMING CATTLE PROD THAT WOULD KICK MORE FIZZ AND WHEEEEE!!!!!! AAAAAHHHHH!!!! THE CANNIBALISTIC ORANGES ARE BRUSHING MY TOENAILS!!!! BUT THEY'RE NOWHERE NEAR AS COOKY AS THE LEMONS!!! BEWARE THE KIWIS!!! THEY HAVE RABIES AND WILL EAT YOU IN YOUR SLEEP!!!*BANG* NOOOOOO!!!! *cough* *cough* Goodbye Fred and Romeo! I shall miss your filthy sock fungus! *dies on George Bush's head*
************************************************************************ Happy now? :)
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Chapter 8: Amethyst
"AAAAHHH!!! What the hell is your problem?!", the purple haired girl said as she got up from the floor, rubbing her head.
"What do you want?", Squee asked nervously, still grasping the bat so tightly that his knuckles were white.
"Umm..my head hurts whenever I try to remember. Oh wait. Stan! I came to warn you about Stan! Where is Johnny C.?"
"What?", Nny asked, abruptly snapping out of his memory phase. "I have to resist these emotions!", he thought to himself. "I can't follow the voices."
"I have seen your past and your future. And it will be even more horribly reversed if Stan isn't stopped. I obviously forgot what memory I just lost, but I know what you have gained. Stan is why you are like this and will continue to destroy you and everyone like you if you don't do anything about it."
"But what about the voices? Don't they have anything to do with why I'm so psychotic?" "I think that's the part of my memory that I lost. Shit! I'm surprised I still remember my name!"
"You're not alone. I still don't remember my last name. But at the moment I don't really care. Now let me go!" The purple haired girl (her name's Amethyst) still wouldn't move.
"Do you even know where you're going? You stick out like a sore thumb out there." "And I suppose you know where he is?"
"Yes, Nowheresville Stadium, but I still have to tell you." Nny jumped out a window and ran as fast as he could to his destination. It was very far away, but what other choice did he have? He could have taken his car, but that didn't occur to him for some reason.
"Since when was the window open?"
"I don't know, I just got here!"
"Where do you think you're going?"
"Where do you think?" Devi and Squee thought that there was just something with the light or their eyes or something that had a logical explanation, but it looked to them like she had melted into the form of a bird, then flew away in the direction Johnny had ran in.
It was now completely light out as Nny ran through the endless maze of pink streets. He finally saw something bright red, a sign that read "Nowheresville Stadium" surrounded by sparse green trees. It was nowhere near what he would usually consider a forest, but it was as close as this nightmarish time period could get. That's when he saw him. Stan had about six cheerleaders who were way too young for him clamped onto his legs as usual as he walked into a little hut that didn't look like it could hold all of them. But somehow it did. Nny followed him, took a knife out of the storage place in one of his boots and prepared to get his final revenge. He opened the door and slashed at the place he thought Stan would be standing, but only slashed thin air. There was no one there, only an increasingly dark and long stairway leading deep down into the earth. Nny descended it to find himself in a room as big as all of the contents of his vast basement combined. In the room there were rows of complex devices and scribblings of unrecognizable symbols strung together to appear like words. Nny thought of how he would have liked to take one back to his basement and find a way to use it creatively on Stan and his mindless followers. But his thoughts were interrupted when one of the devices in front of him turned into a man with uniform red eyes and hair, not unlike the odd girl who had stopped him. Before he could react, a needle shot out of their mouth on the end of their tongue and into Nny's arm. He assumed it contained a tranquilizer because he was asleep in a matter of seconds.
A/N: The next chapter is written already. I could be really mean and not post it for a few months XD or put it up tomorrow or something. No, I suck at being mean. Darn you, conscience. You never did help things.
