Disclaimer: I don't own Shaman King.
Author: Thanks for the reviews. I finally got around to writing chapter 2. Unfortunately, I'm running a bit low on ideas. I don't like this chapter as much as chapter 1. If you want, in a review, you can tell me a simple plot or outline for chap. 3. But I'll only use it if it would follow the storyline I have so far closely enough and I might not use any of the ideas at all, so don't take it personally or anything if your idea isn't used.
Ren: "Yoh, I have come to take your new ghost! You always have good ones, and mine is pitiful. Look!" Ren transforms into Bason. "Hey, noodles!" Bason stuffs a handful of noodles down his throat, looks sick, and turns into Ren.
Yoh: "Hah! Billy and I made those noodles! They're full of "hair of armadillo nose". They'll give you a fever hotter than Earth's outer core!"
Ren: (Barfs) "I'll get you for this!" Ren runs away.
Ren: (back at his house): "I'm feeling better now."
Billy: (talking like a ghost, like Homer from the Simpsons did when he was a ghost. I don't own the Simpsons either.) "I am the ghost of Bi-ill-ly. I used to own this store, but I was sued by Mc-Do-o-onalds!"
Ren: "Why are you here?!"
Billy: "I like to haunt this store in my spare time. It's one of my ho-o- obies!"
Ren: "Why are you talking like that?"
Billy: "It's how all the best ghosts talk!"
Ren: "Go away already!"
Billy: "I haunt this place, remember?" A spatula comes in and hits Ren. "Yeah, shake it!" Billy and a dozen cooking utensils come in and dance badly.
Ren: "That's not how to haunt a building! You're supposed to make it scary!"
Jun: "I'll make him go away!"
Billy: "Hey babe, what's up?" Billy floats up to Jun.
Jun: "Eewww! Get away from me! You're hideous!"
Billy: "Fine. Maybe I'll come back later and make you a "Delicious Dead Donald Duck" later." (I don't own Donald Duck either.) Billy thinks: Heh heh . that duck has over 1,000,000 calories. That'll keep em' sick for a year! Oohh-yeah!
Yoh: "Billy! Go make me a soufflé! No bat wing!"
Billy: "Yes, master."
Later that day: "Billy! The shaman fight will be here soon! And I have a feeling that some other shamans will get sick and not be able to come, being disqualified. Apparently they got food poisoning from a delicious soufflé."
Billy: "Ooh, sounds like fun!"
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Author: Thanks for the reviews. I finally got around to writing chapter 2. Unfortunately, I'm running a bit low on ideas. I don't like this chapter as much as chapter 1. If you want, in a review, you can tell me a simple plot or outline for chap. 3. But I'll only use it if it would follow the storyline I have so far closely enough and I might not use any of the ideas at all, so don't take it personally or anything if your idea isn't used.
Ren: "Yoh, I have come to take your new ghost! You always have good ones, and mine is pitiful. Look!" Ren transforms into Bason. "Hey, noodles!" Bason stuffs a handful of noodles down his throat, looks sick, and turns into Ren.
Yoh: "Hah! Billy and I made those noodles! They're full of "hair of armadillo nose". They'll give you a fever hotter than Earth's outer core!"
Ren: (Barfs) "I'll get you for this!" Ren runs away.
Ren: (back at his house): "I'm feeling better now."
Billy: (talking like a ghost, like Homer from the Simpsons did when he was a ghost. I don't own the Simpsons either.) "I am the ghost of Bi-ill-ly. I used to own this store, but I was sued by Mc-Do-o-onalds!"
Ren: "Why are you here?!"
Billy: "I like to haunt this store in my spare time. It's one of my ho-o- obies!"
Ren: "Why are you talking like that?"
Billy: "It's how all the best ghosts talk!"
Ren: "Go away already!"
Billy: "I haunt this place, remember?" A spatula comes in and hits Ren. "Yeah, shake it!" Billy and a dozen cooking utensils come in and dance badly.
Ren: "That's not how to haunt a building! You're supposed to make it scary!"
Jun: "I'll make him go away!"
Billy: "Hey babe, what's up?" Billy floats up to Jun.
Jun: "Eewww! Get away from me! You're hideous!"
Billy: "Fine. Maybe I'll come back later and make you a "Delicious Dead Donald Duck" later." (I don't own Donald Duck either.) Billy thinks: Heh heh . that duck has over 1,000,000 calories. That'll keep em' sick for a year! Oohh-yeah!
Yoh: "Billy! Go make me a soufflé! No bat wing!"
Billy: "Yes, master."
Later that day: "Billy! The shaman fight will be here soon! And I have a feeling that some other shamans will get sick and not be able to come, being disqualified. Apparently they got food poisoning from a delicious soufflé."
Billy: "Ooh, sounds like fun!"
Please Review!
