Well, hello. I'm Biminator. Now, this is the first of four in a series
(NOT THE FIRST CHAPTER!). READ NOW!!!
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Aliens Are Evil
Part I: Death Strikes At Night
And then the aliens invaded! (No, they weren't little green men with
big, black eyes, you stereotypical person, you). I have no idea where
these monsters came from or how they were made. The beasts were
straight out of a 50's horror movie (only more realistic) called "The
Blob"! (Dun, Dun, Dum). They were all over the town of Grand Blanc!
The blobs devoured people right and left. They were as high as Mount
Everest! No, wait, scratch that. They were as high as Mount McKinley!
No, wait, scratch that too. They were as high as Mount Holly! Oh,
forget it! The red jello-like aliens were barely as tall as I am. They
were big, fat blobs of red goo. Then they merged together and formed a
huge blob that covered the entire landmass of North America! Oh, I
can't fool you. It did cover the entire school, though. I had seen the
movie a few months before and remembered that the Blob was defeated by
Co2 fire extinguishers. I tried that, but it didn't work. Then I began
to be sucked in! When I was in up to my head, I woke up, screaming.
And then the aliens invaded!
Part II: I Hate Aliens
As I said in the first installment. And then the aliens invaded! (No,
they weren't big, fat blobs of red goo, you repetitive person, you).
The creatures were straight out of a 90's sci-fi movie called
"Starship Troopers"! (Dun, Dun, Dum). They were huge bugs of all
different shapes and sizes. The insects were flying around, hopping
around, and crawling around. They sprayed acid all over the place. Not
even the sickening cafeteria food could stop them! There was human
flesh scattered around! We gathered as many weapons as we could, but
it wasn't enough. We needed a plan. I gathered up all of my good
friends and we decided that we would gather body parts for the
monsters to feed on. Then we would hotwire their ship and crash it
into them. In order for all of us to stay alive, we needed to be able
to pilot the ship by remote control. So, we salvaged parts from a
remote control car and attached them to the ship. We then executed our
plan. It worked! Then we celebrated.
And then the aliens' reinforcements arrived!
Part III: Kill the Aliens!
The sickening beasts saw what had happened and became more cautious.
We needed another plan, more complex then the last one. We thought,
and we thought, and we thought some more. Finally, we thought of a
plan. We would put body parts in the ships this time. We would need
someone to pilot the ship that towed the others because the remote
control's radio signal is not strong enough to get through the
atmosphere. Luke, a good friend from a few blocks away, volunteered
for this suicidal mission. As a final, friend to friend joke I said,
"Luke, may the Force With you." Luke and I chuckled a little, then he
got on the ship. The steel door slammed shut. Then the rest of us
piled body parts in the other ships. Once the monstrous beasts had
finished the flesh left in the open, they went into the ships.
Previously, we had installed remote door sealers, which we used to
trap them inside their own ships. The plan was that, once he got the
signal, Luke would pilot the ship into the sun. We gave him the
signal, and he zoomed away. Just before we saw a bright flash of light
and felt a shock wave, we heard Luke's last words.
"This beats "Starfighter" Yaaaahoooo!
Part IV: After the Storm
So he was dead. We had sort of a makeshift funeral for him. Then we
went home. well, what was left of it anyway. A few days later, a piece
of space junk fell. We looked at it for a few minutes, then just when
we turned around, we heard, "That sure beats "Starfighter"!"
THE END.
OR IS IT?
DUN, DUN, DUM!!!!!
....................................
Well, for those of you who thought that sucked, leave me a bad review
and be done with it. Don't state that I suck in your bio, or report
possible abuse, just review and leave me alone. For those of you that
liked it, leave a good review, put me in your "favorite authors" list,
whatever. Then go read the next part, "Aliens Are Evil: Attack of the
Evil Alien Barbers".
NYANNGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Aliens Are Evil
Part I: Death Strikes At Night
And then the aliens invaded! (No, they weren't little green men with
big, black eyes, you stereotypical person, you). I have no idea where
these monsters came from or how they were made. The beasts were
straight out of a 50's horror movie (only more realistic) called "The
Blob"! (Dun, Dun, Dum). They were all over the town of Grand Blanc!
The blobs devoured people right and left. They were as high as Mount
Everest! No, wait, scratch that. They were as high as Mount McKinley!
No, wait, scratch that too. They were as high as Mount Holly! Oh,
forget it! The red jello-like aliens were barely as tall as I am. They
were big, fat blobs of red goo. Then they merged together and formed a
huge blob that covered the entire landmass of North America! Oh, I
can't fool you. It did cover the entire school, though. I had seen the
movie a few months before and remembered that the Blob was defeated by
Co2 fire extinguishers. I tried that, but it didn't work. Then I began
to be sucked in! When I was in up to my head, I woke up, screaming.
And then the aliens invaded!
Part II: I Hate Aliens
As I said in the first installment. And then the aliens invaded! (No,
they weren't big, fat blobs of red goo, you repetitive person, you).
The creatures were straight out of a 90's sci-fi movie called
"Starship Troopers"! (Dun, Dun, Dum). They were huge bugs of all
different shapes and sizes. The insects were flying around, hopping
around, and crawling around. They sprayed acid all over the place. Not
even the sickening cafeteria food could stop them! There was human
flesh scattered around! We gathered as many weapons as we could, but
it wasn't enough. We needed a plan. I gathered up all of my good
friends and we decided that we would gather body parts for the
monsters to feed on. Then we would hotwire their ship and crash it
into them. In order for all of us to stay alive, we needed to be able
to pilot the ship by remote control. So, we salvaged parts from a
remote control car and attached them to the ship. We then executed our
plan. It worked! Then we celebrated.
And then the aliens' reinforcements arrived!
Part III: Kill the Aliens!
The sickening beasts saw what had happened and became more cautious.
We needed another plan, more complex then the last one. We thought,
and we thought, and we thought some more. Finally, we thought of a
plan. We would put body parts in the ships this time. We would need
someone to pilot the ship that towed the others because the remote
control's radio signal is not strong enough to get through the
atmosphere. Luke, a good friend from a few blocks away, volunteered
for this suicidal mission. As a final, friend to friend joke I said,
"Luke, may the Force With you." Luke and I chuckled a little, then he
got on the ship. The steel door slammed shut. Then the rest of us
piled body parts in the other ships. Once the monstrous beasts had
finished the flesh left in the open, they went into the ships.
Previously, we had installed remote door sealers, which we used to
trap them inside their own ships. The plan was that, once he got the
signal, Luke would pilot the ship into the sun. We gave him the
signal, and he zoomed away. Just before we saw a bright flash of light
and felt a shock wave, we heard Luke's last words.
"This beats "Starfighter" Yaaaahoooo!
Part IV: After the Storm
So he was dead. We had sort of a makeshift funeral for him. Then we
went home. well, what was left of it anyway. A few days later, a piece
of space junk fell. We looked at it for a few minutes, then just when
we turned around, we heard, "That sure beats "Starfighter"!"
THE END.
OR IS IT?
DUN, DUN, DUM!!!!!
....................................
Well, for those of you who thought that sucked, leave me a bad review
and be done with it. Don't state that I suck in your bio, or report
possible abuse, just review and leave me alone. For those of you that
liked it, leave a good review, put me in your "favorite authors" list,
whatever. Then go read the next part, "Aliens Are Evil: Attack of the
Evil Alien Barbers".
NYANNGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!