Back by popular demand (1 review is enough for me) it's my pong story!
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The first game
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"After the gods finished creating pong they had to find a player!"
"Not this again! Come on grandpa!"
"NO! You're listening this time! Anyways they had to find a player, they chose a 13 year old lad, by the name of Dillon, and little did he know he would be the first pong player in all of pongdom! They uploaded him into the game, they didn't have a game system to play it on yet, and he put on the left paddles jacket and started to hit the ball around. At first yes he thought it was easy, but then the ball got faster, he missed once, twice, three times and he was very disappointed to be losing to a few bits of digitalized data, and he made a splendid comeback!
"We don't care!"
"You better care! Anyways the score was 6-6 one more point and he won, but if he missed he would be cast into the depths of pell (Pong hell). The right paddle hit him a corner shot and... and... ZZZZZZ"
"You think he's asleep?"
"I'm not asleep I was just resting my eyes! Now were was I? Oh yes the right paddle hit him a corner shot and he just missed it. The pong gods were so happy that there creation could outwit a 13 year old (Then again who can't?) that they spared young Dillon's life. Dillon was my son and your father... I miss him so, because the right paddle asked for a rematch... this time he was cast into pell never to be heard from again."
"What? He cooked you breakfast this morning? You need to take you medication Grandpa."
"He did... No respect at all... not even telling me he escaped from pell, and had children of his own..."
~~~I don't thin this lived up to the first chapter but hey! It's VERY hard to Wright pong fics....
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The first game
~~~
"After the gods finished creating pong they had to find a player!"
"Not this again! Come on grandpa!"
"NO! You're listening this time! Anyways they had to find a player, they chose a 13 year old lad, by the name of Dillon, and little did he know he would be the first pong player in all of pongdom! They uploaded him into the game, they didn't have a game system to play it on yet, and he put on the left paddles jacket and started to hit the ball around. At first yes he thought it was easy, but then the ball got faster, he missed once, twice, three times and he was very disappointed to be losing to a few bits of digitalized data, and he made a splendid comeback!
"We don't care!"
"You better care! Anyways the score was 6-6 one more point and he won, but if he missed he would be cast into the depths of pell (Pong hell). The right paddle hit him a corner shot and... and... ZZZZZZ"
"You think he's asleep?"
"I'm not asleep I was just resting my eyes! Now were was I? Oh yes the right paddle hit him a corner shot and he just missed it. The pong gods were so happy that there creation could outwit a 13 year old (Then again who can't?) that they spared young Dillon's life. Dillon was my son and your father... I miss him so, because the right paddle asked for a rematch... this time he was cast into pell never to be heard from again."
"What? He cooked you breakfast this morning? You need to take you medication Grandpa."
"He did... No respect at all... not even telling me he escaped from pell, and had children of his own..."
~~~I don't thin this lived up to the first chapter but hey! It's VERY hard to Wright pong fics....