CC+J 9
BY: M
BY: M
BY: M
FUCK YOU FF.NET MY NAME IS NOT M2 ITS FUCKING M
FUCK YOU
MOTHERFUCKER HOW GAY IS THAT
I HAVE THE MOST FUCKING STORIES FUCK YOU XU FUCK YOU MOTHERFUCKER
M IS MY PENNAME YOU COCKSUCKER, SO CHANGE IT BACK YOU FUCKING BITCH!
(disclaimer: i own nothing)
(A/N: yeah. sorry....just went off on you all didn't i? )
Jim sat on the roof of the building, watching the clouds drift overhead. A slight breeze stirred his blonde locks momentarily. He sighed and closed his eyes, letting the air fill his nostrils with sweet...
pollution?
Jim sat up, coughing and hacking, trying to find where the black whisps of smoke were coming from.
He peered over the side of the building, and saw a large MAC truck zooming by. He didnt pay any attention to where it was going or why, he just shook it off and went back to relaxing.
Ahhh....the sweet, sweet smell, of summer, it is...among all things, a great thing to experience. Yes... Jim took a deep quaff of the air, only to start coughing and hacking again from another MAC truck zooming by. He looked over to where they were going to.
"What the...motherfucker!"
Gene was reading the paper, trying to solve a crossword puzzle.
"Ah...a pussy...changes peoples pen names because hes gay...two letters..."
"GENE! You have to see this!"
Gene stood up.
"I know what i must do!"
"...Gene i haven't even told you what's wrong."
"Oh."
Gene sat back down.
There was an akward pause.
"Ok nevermind you just sit there then."
"Ok!"
Jim rushed outside, and watched as another MAC truck zoomed by.
Aisha ran up next to Jim and put a hand on her hip.
"Well, this is just interesting, now isn't it?"
"DAMNIT!" Jim yelled.
On a sign on the other side of the road it said in big bold letters:
"Important Announcement: From today forward, no two FanFiction.Net members will share the same pen-name. All members now have unique names that cannot be forged. Conflicts for same pen-names on existing accounts have been resolved in the following manner:
Naming priority is given to members that have published stories.
Naming priority is given to older members.
Conflicted names have a number appended to the end as result of priority rules.
The unique pen-name system is designed to give writers the opportuntity to grow their reputation without interference and was not pre-announced to prevent abuse.
Sorry, I have a Vagina.
~Xu"
"DAMNIT SOMEONES ASS HAS TO PAY FOR THIS SHIT" Jim yelled.
======= woah, time out =======
sorry bout that folks...lets um...actually use a plot, eh?
======= ok time in ===========
Jim walked towards where the MAC trucks were going, wondering where they could lead to.
His expedition only led him to a large building, that was so tall it seemed to never end.
"Well, I wonder how we didn't notice this incredibly large building here before." He asked out loud.
"That's because it was teleported here." A man said to Jim, standing next to him.
Jim turned his head slightly.
"What do you mean?"
The man pulled out a cigar and lit it, taking his time to smoke.
"It's an intergalatic prison, it was too dangerous on the last planet they put it on, messy messy breakouts."
Jim cocked an eyebrow.
"This planet is pretty populated, why would they put a prison that broke out a lot on this place?"
The man deliberated with himself for a second, appearing to have a second thought.
"Dunno, plot device probably."
Jim stared at the man for a second.
"What type of people are in this prison?"
"Hm...don't know, probably bounties or such."
Jim sighed.
"Of course...but then what's with the MAC trucks?"
"To get you to come here."
"What?" Jim looked over at the man, but he was gone.
Jim silently looked around.
"I'm gonna kill my self one day over this type of shit."
Gene sat on the couch, with his arm around melphina, watching t.v.
"Hey Gene, you want to just fuck?"
"What?"
"I said, hey Gene, will you change the channel?"
"Oh.."
"And look at my tits"
"WHAT?"
"buy me oven mitts"
"..."
"and fuck me dry and just let me suck and oh my God just do so much shit to you!"
"WHAT?!?!?!??"
"and give me a hug"
".....I think i just won't talk anymore." Gene said, giving the remote to Melphina.
Jim found Aisha furiously punching and kicking her little training drone.
Her ears perked up and she turned around.
She smiled, walked up to him, and gave him a kiss.
"What brings you here?" She asked sweetly, wrapping her arms around his neck.
(A/N: Wow...I just keep going in and out of normal characteristics...maybe its because I'm listening to random shit on my computer...)
"oh...nothing" he said.
Jim inspected Aisha quickly. Even though she was 10 months into her pregnancy, she didn't look it.
"Aisha?" He asked, "How come your stomach doesn't get bigger?"
"Well, the C'tarl Gestation period is about 15 months long. During the first 12, complex organs are made, y'know, regeneration, longevity, those type of things. To create the basic frame and design is made in the last month."
"oh."
They were silent again.
"let's go see what Suzuka's doing"
Suzuka sat in deep meditation.
The wind blew slightly, ruffling her hair ever so slightly. She opened her eyes and in one fluid motion brought her blade out, poised for combat. She started swinging her blade in rudamentary arcs, going through a basic kata position. She then started going into complex katas, making her blade move quicker and quicker. Soon she was moving so quickly that the blade was invisible and her arms were barely discernable among the vibrations she was creating.
Suddenly she stopped moving, her body glowing a dull white. She brought her blade above her head and in one sweep the ground in front of her had a large crack in it.
"Wow." Jim said softly.
Suzuka turned around slightly, looking at Jim and Aisha standing there.
She couldnt help but smile a bit. They did make a good couple.
"Suuuuzuuuu!" Aisha said, putting her arms around Suzuka's neck, "Why are you training so hard??"
Suzuka, ignoring the Suzu comment, just said:
"I have an engagement to meet with someone."
"Who?" jim asked.
Suzuka sheathed her sword and smiled.
"It's not important. His name is Sam, but you shouldn't be worried"
(a/n: bonus points to whoever knows that i forgot what story I was writing)
They began to walk back to the ship, when Suzuka suddenly stopped and lowered herself into a combat position. Aisha and Jim became alert, but both were confused.
A man stepped out from behind a rock. He was carrying a large cross covered in cloth, and set it down in front of him.
"Hey there," he said, looking at the three of them, "Sorry to trouble you, but I'm in need of some money, so I'm afraid I'm going have to take yours. Hand it over without a fuss and there won't be any trouble at all."
Suzuka smirked slightly, holding her sword in front of her.
"May I inquire your name? I do love knowing a person's name before I kill them."
The man sighed and took off his sunglassed.
"Call me Nicholas, Nicholas D. Wolfwood."
(A/N: Ooooooh! Scary! How's this one Gonna be resolved?)
(I Don't know. Fuck you all)
Until Next Time,
Peace,
~M
BY: M
BY: M
BY: M
FUCK YOU FF.NET MY NAME IS NOT M2 ITS FUCKING M
FUCK YOU
MOTHERFUCKER HOW GAY IS THAT
I HAVE THE MOST FUCKING STORIES FUCK YOU XU FUCK YOU MOTHERFUCKER
M IS MY PENNAME YOU COCKSUCKER, SO CHANGE IT BACK YOU FUCKING BITCH!
(disclaimer: i own nothing)
(A/N: yeah. sorry....just went off on you all didn't i? )
Jim sat on the roof of the building, watching the clouds drift overhead. A slight breeze stirred his blonde locks momentarily. He sighed and closed his eyes, letting the air fill his nostrils with sweet...
pollution?
Jim sat up, coughing and hacking, trying to find where the black whisps of smoke were coming from.
He peered over the side of the building, and saw a large MAC truck zooming by. He didnt pay any attention to where it was going or why, he just shook it off and went back to relaxing.
Ahhh....the sweet, sweet smell, of summer, it is...among all things, a great thing to experience. Yes... Jim took a deep quaff of the air, only to start coughing and hacking again from another MAC truck zooming by. He looked over to where they were going to.
"What the...motherfucker!"
Gene was reading the paper, trying to solve a crossword puzzle.
"Ah...a pussy...changes peoples pen names because hes gay...two letters..."
"GENE! You have to see this!"
Gene stood up.
"I know what i must do!"
"...Gene i haven't even told you what's wrong."
"Oh."
Gene sat back down.
There was an akward pause.
"Ok nevermind you just sit there then."
"Ok!"
Jim rushed outside, and watched as another MAC truck zoomed by.
Aisha ran up next to Jim and put a hand on her hip.
"Well, this is just interesting, now isn't it?"
"DAMNIT!" Jim yelled.
On a sign on the other side of the road it said in big bold letters:
"Important Announcement: From today forward, no two FanFiction.Net members will share the same pen-name. All members now have unique names that cannot be forged. Conflicts for same pen-names on existing accounts have been resolved in the following manner:
Naming priority is given to members that have published stories.
Naming priority is given to older members.
Conflicted names have a number appended to the end as result of priority rules.
The unique pen-name system is designed to give writers the opportuntity to grow their reputation without interference and was not pre-announced to prevent abuse.
Sorry, I have a Vagina.
~Xu"
"DAMNIT SOMEONES ASS HAS TO PAY FOR THIS SHIT" Jim yelled.
======= woah, time out =======
sorry bout that folks...lets um...actually use a plot, eh?
======= ok time in ===========
Jim walked towards where the MAC trucks were going, wondering where they could lead to.
His expedition only led him to a large building, that was so tall it seemed to never end.
"Well, I wonder how we didn't notice this incredibly large building here before." He asked out loud.
"That's because it was teleported here." A man said to Jim, standing next to him.
Jim turned his head slightly.
"What do you mean?"
The man pulled out a cigar and lit it, taking his time to smoke.
"It's an intergalatic prison, it was too dangerous on the last planet they put it on, messy messy breakouts."
Jim cocked an eyebrow.
"This planet is pretty populated, why would they put a prison that broke out a lot on this place?"
The man deliberated with himself for a second, appearing to have a second thought.
"Dunno, plot device probably."
Jim stared at the man for a second.
"What type of people are in this prison?"
"Hm...don't know, probably bounties or such."
Jim sighed.
"Of course...but then what's with the MAC trucks?"
"To get you to come here."
"What?" Jim looked over at the man, but he was gone.
Jim silently looked around.
"I'm gonna kill my self one day over this type of shit."
Gene sat on the couch, with his arm around melphina, watching t.v.
"Hey Gene, you want to just fuck?"
"What?"
"I said, hey Gene, will you change the channel?"
"Oh.."
"And look at my tits"
"WHAT?"
"buy me oven mitts"
"..."
"and fuck me dry and just let me suck and oh my God just do so much shit to you!"
"WHAT?!?!?!??"
"and give me a hug"
".....I think i just won't talk anymore." Gene said, giving the remote to Melphina.
Jim found Aisha furiously punching and kicking her little training drone.
Her ears perked up and she turned around.
She smiled, walked up to him, and gave him a kiss.
"What brings you here?" She asked sweetly, wrapping her arms around his neck.
(A/N: Wow...I just keep going in and out of normal characteristics...maybe its because I'm listening to random shit on my computer...)
"oh...nothing" he said.
Jim inspected Aisha quickly. Even though she was 10 months into her pregnancy, she didn't look it.
"Aisha?" He asked, "How come your stomach doesn't get bigger?"
"Well, the C'tarl Gestation period is about 15 months long. During the first 12, complex organs are made, y'know, regeneration, longevity, those type of things. To create the basic frame and design is made in the last month."
"oh."
They were silent again.
"let's go see what Suzuka's doing"
Suzuka sat in deep meditation.
The wind blew slightly, ruffling her hair ever so slightly. She opened her eyes and in one fluid motion brought her blade out, poised for combat. She started swinging her blade in rudamentary arcs, going through a basic kata position. She then started going into complex katas, making her blade move quicker and quicker. Soon she was moving so quickly that the blade was invisible and her arms were barely discernable among the vibrations she was creating.
Suddenly she stopped moving, her body glowing a dull white. She brought her blade above her head and in one sweep the ground in front of her had a large crack in it.
"Wow." Jim said softly.
Suzuka turned around slightly, looking at Jim and Aisha standing there.
She couldnt help but smile a bit. They did make a good couple.
"Suuuuzuuuu!" Aisha said, putting her arms around Suzuka's neck, "Why are you training so hard??"
Suzuka, ignoring the Suzu comment, just said:
"I have an engagement to meet with someone."
"Who?" jim asked.
Suzuka sheathed her sword and smiled.
"It's not important. His name is Sam, but you shouldn't be worried"
(a/n: bonus points to whoever knows that i forgot what story I was writing)
They began to walk back to the ship, when Suzuka suddenly stopped and lowered herself into a combat position. Aisha and Jim became alert, but both were confused.
A man stepped out from behind a rock. He was carrying a large cross covered in cloth, and set it down in front of him.
"Hey there," he said, looking at the three of them, "Sorry to trouble you, but I'm in need of some money, so I'm afraid I'm going have to take yours. Hand it over without a fuss and there won't be any trouble at all."
Suzuka smirked slightly, holding her sword in front of her.
"May I inquire your name? I do love knowing a person's name before I kill them."
The man sighed and took off his sunglassed.
"Call me Nicholas, Nicholas D. Wolfwood."
(A/N: Ooooooh! Scary! How's this one Gonna be resolved?)
(I Don't know. Fuck you all)
Until Next Time,
Peace,
~M