Gumby gone stoner [Chapter two]
By Tainted89
"Mary had a little lamb, little cow, little beaver", Gumby sang, stoned. He laughed like there was no tomorrow. "Mary mack, dressed in black, stole my crack..", he hissed to himself. He waved around a butter knife and scraped out the last of the peanut butter. "Pokey! Hurry it up a little, I got the MUNCHIES!", he cried. He'd sent Pokey to go make him a sandwich. "It might be a little sloppy, but I don't have any hands", Pokey said timidly. Pokey held up the sandwich and Gumby ate the whole thing in one bite, biting off Pokey's hoof while he ate. Pokey screamed and bled all over. "Oww, oww, oww", he screamed. [like a girl] Gumby laughed and shook his head like a dog, Pokey's little red hoof still in the clay jaws of a very high Gumby. Gumby started to foam at the mouth. Pokey started to cry. "I hate you, Gumby, you sick [expletive] ". Pokey bit Gumby's twitching leg, and wouldn't let go. "Die, Gumby, Die!", he screamed, kicking Gumby in the face and trying to rip his leg off. Finally, Gumby's leg tore off and Pokey flew across the room. Gumby's leg was still twitching. Pokey foamed at the mouth and lunged towards Gumby, wanting to rip off more. "Pokey, you retarded horse!", Gumby cried, "Knock it off!". "You ripped off my hoof", Pokey hissed evilly, "Now I'm gonna rip off your head." Gumby screamed like a little baby girl. There was a little knock at the door. Gumby tripped over his chair and his stubby green feet and ran to answer it. "Gumby!", Prickle laughed, "What's up? Jeez, you're screamin' like someone's gonna kill you". Pokey came up behind Gumby and chomped on to his behind. "Oww!", Gumby cried, his dilated eyes watering in pain. Prickle just laughed. Gumby miserably lifted one little green hand and smacked Prickle square in his prickly yellow face. "It's NOT funny", Gumby hissed, then shoved out a pouty lip, "it hurts". Gumby started to cry. [I wonder why. unless you don't know, pot can be mind altering] Pokey bit Gumby's big green caboose off, and shook his horse-like red head, splattering black blood everywhere. "Why're you so violent today, pokey?", Prickle asked, raising an eyebrow. Pokey just smiled a toothless smile and laughed evilly. Then, his black mane began to fall out, and his tail fell off. His body began to morph, and his head turned square. He stood upright just like Gumby, and it was clear that Pokey wasn't Pokey. This Pokey was a blockhead. [So what happened to Pokey, you might ask? And you might also ask where this blockhead's partner in crime is, and incase you're wondering. Goo is still dead and is inside the imposter] The blockhead laughed and licked his clay, flat lips as he stopped foaming at the mouth. "I've always wanted to be Pokey, and I've always wanted to eat Goo", he laughed. [This is strange, because, usually, blockheads don't talk.nope, not a single solitary word. I bet you're shocked.] Prickle looked the other way. He didn't want to ask. Gumby giggled, and ripped off his skin, morphing into yet another blockhead. Prickle nearly crapped himself. He tried to run away, but one of the blockheads [the one that faked a Pokey act] dragged out a lasso [from no where] and caught Prickle right on the spot. "where's Pokey and Gumby? And where in god's name is Goo?", Prickle choked, the lasso cutting off circulation from his little yellow body. "Oh, you'll see them soon", Gumby [the imposter blockhead] laughed. "Yea", the other said, "just not Goo". Prickle wanted to know where Goo was. "Where's Goo?", he asked. "We ate her for dinner", Pokey [the imposter] said. [that sounds really bad, but they literally ate her for dinner, if you remember] "Please...let...go", Prickle gasped for air. "we will when we get to the lair", Pokey [the imposter] laughed.
[READ CHAPTER 3 FOR THE ENCHANTED AND DEADLY LAIR]
"Mary had a little lamb, little cow, little beaver", Gumby sang, stoned. He laughed like there was no tomorrow. "Mary mack, dressed in black, stole my crack..", he hissed to himself. He waved around a butter knife and scraped out the last of the peanut butter. "Pokey! Hurry it up a little, I got the MUNCHIES!", he cried. He'd sent Pokey to go make him a sandwich. "It might be a little sloppy, but I don't have any hands", Pokey said timidly. Pokey held up the sandwich and Gumby ate the whole thing in one bite, biting off Pokey's hoof while he ate. Pokey screamed and bled all over. "Oww, oww, oww", he screamed. [like a girl] Gumby laughed and shook his head like a dog, Pokey's little red hoof still in the clay jaws of a very high Gumby. Gumby started to foam at the mouth. Pokey started to cry. "I hate you, Gumby, you sick [expletive] ". Pokey bit Gumby's twitching leg, and wouldn't let go. "Die, Gumby, Die!", he screamed, kicking Gumby in the face and trying to rip his leg off. Finally, Gumby's leg tore off and Pokey flew across the room. Gumby's leg was still twitching. Pokey foamed at the mouth and lunged towards Gumby, wanting to rip off more. "Pokey, you retarded horse!", Gumby cried, "Knock it off!". "You ripped off my hoof", Pokey hissed evilly, "Now I'm gonna rip off your head." Gumby screamed like a little baby girl. There was a little knock at the door. Gumby tripped over his chair and his stubby green feet and ran to answer it. "Gumby!", Prickle laughed, "What's up? Jeez, you're screamin' like someone's gonna kill you". Pokey came up behind Gumby and chomped on to his behind. "Oww!", Gumby cried, his dilated eyes watering in pain. Prickle just laughed. Gumby miserably lifted one little green hand and smacked Prickle square in his prickly yellow face. "It's NOT funny", Gumby hissed, then shoved out a pouty lip, "it hurts". Gumby started to cry. [I wonder why. unless you don't know, pot can be mind altering] Pokey bit Gumby's big green caboose off, and shook his horse-like red head, splattering black blood everywhere. "Why're you so violent today, pokey?", Prickle asked, raising an eyebrow. Pokey just smiled a toothless smile and laughed evilly. Then, his black mane began to fall out, and his tail fell off. His body began to morph, and his head turned square. He stood upright just like Gumby, and it was clear that Pokey wasn't Pokey. This Pokey was a blockhead. [So what happened to Pokey, you might ask? And you might also ask where this blockhead's partner in crime is, and incase you're wondering. Goo is still dead and is inside the imposter] The blockhead laughed and licked his clay, flat lips as he stopped foaming at the mouth. "I've always wanted to be Pokey, and I've always wanted to eat Goo", he laughed. [This is strange, because, usually, blockheads don't talk.nope, not a single solitary word. I bet you're shocked.] Prickle looked the other way. He didn't want to ask. Gumby giggled, and ripped off his skin, morphing into yet another blockhead. Prickle nearly crapped himself. He tried to run away, but one of the blockheads [the one that faked a Pokey act] dragged out a lasso [from no where] and caught Prickle right on the spot. "where's Pokey and Gumby? And where in god's name is Goo?", Prickle choked, the lasso cutting off circulation from his little yellow body. "Oh, you'll see them soon", Gumby [the imposter blockhead] laughed. "Yea", the other said, "just not Goo". Prickle wanted to know where Goo was. "Where's Goo?", he asked. "We ate her for dinner", Pokey [the imposter] said. [that sounds really bad, but they literally ate her for dinner, if you remember] "Please...let...go", Prickle gasped for air. "we will when we get to the lair", Pokey [the imposter] laughed.
[READ CHAPTER 3 FOR THE ENCHANTED AND DEADLY LAIR]
