WAHHH! But I worship Bungie just like everyone should.
RavenMarss2000: I'm so glad SOMEONE actually wants me to continue!
I will try to make it clearer to understand from now on... THANK YOU!
Most en-... do I have to say it? I only got one review, which was pretty encouraging nonetheless! RAVENMARSS2000!
(A/N) I'm going to clear up the first chapter when the story is finished.
(A/N)I AM GONNA GET AN X-BOX!! (maybe halo 2 also) SO AFTER THE 5th, I MAY NOT BE UPDATING REGULARY FOR A WHILE! I've already beat Halo 2 at my cousins house like the 2nd day I spent the night there, but my cousin is the kind of Halo junkie who thinks he's a Halo junkie but who only will beat it once and then ignore it and go back to Dynasty Warriors 3. (sigh) God, and he has the Collectors Edition with the DVD too. He watched the part with redvsblue over and over again, and left the rest alone. I could sit there and watch the DVD and the game ending forever and not get bored. Well... storytime I guess.
(cries) ;-;
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After a few minor mishaps, and a few random fires, Jacob finally made his way to the podium. He was finally there. He could start the stupid meeting. Grunty was still working very hard to make a good audience. "Ok," he wheezed, " please go over there to the front... thats the back... um, thats the side...THE FRONT DAMMIT THE FRONT!!"
Jacob signaled to a crew worker, who was working the microphones, to toss him a mic. The mic flies through the air, swirling majestically, until it hits Jacob on the head.
"OW! Ahem, so anyway, has everyone got a moving buddy?" "WHAT? We were supposed to get those ALREADY?" a random toy yelled out. "Do we have to hold hands?" Flud called out slyly. "Yes, yes you do." Every single toy retched at the idea of holding hands with the person next to him or her. "Fine, if you don't want to get a buddy, that's fine with me. But when you accidentally fall off the van,
and your bloody carcass is run over by hundreds of random vehicles, and you have no one to let anyone know what the hell happened to you, DON'T BLAME ME!!" Everyone instantly grabbed hands with the person next to him.
"Oh and Floodie's birthday party has been moved to...today." A brief silence washed over the entire room. When Jacob thought he could hear his own brain process data,
a cheer broke out through the crowd. "NO YOU RETARDS, WE ARE SUPPOSED TO BE SCARED AND SHOCKED!" Jacob yelled. "Oooohhhhhhhh... YAY"
He sighed and slapped his head. "Wait!" Elity-Face the giant not scary elite screamed,
"What if he gets a better elite? I just can't take it when I'm not the best!" Jacob started rubbing his temples and sighed again. He said," First of all, I have 3 valid points to make.
Elitey, you are not the best." He continued on, ignoring the whimpering and blubbering from the blue alien.
"Second, we are supposed to be very scared about this, seeing as we don't want to be replaced, and-" "WHO SAYS WE DON'T WANT TO BE REPLACED"
Flud called out. "Well..." "WE ALL WANT TO BE REPLACED TO A KID WHO DOESN'T MAKE US FEEL GAY!" Grunty added. Jacob covered his ears and tried to say," guys, I'm right here you don't have to-" "AND WE DON'T WANT TO LEAVE THE COMFORT OF OUR OWN BOX EITHER!!" screamed a human combat form name Flam. "DON'T DENY THE FACT YOU DON'T WANT TO BE HERE EITHER!!"
"Fine, you're right. I don't. But we are moving to Florida, and since I've always wanted to be somewhere I wasn't freezing my $$ off, I have been pretending to be the kid's idea of a hero for about, oh, say 4 years. I plan that, as soon as we get to the new place, I will jump out of the van, hide behind a street post, and donate myself to the Salvation Army. There, I will find a needy child who will put me in some collection and leave me alone in a tube until nighttime, and, with proper rappings and moanings, convince the child that I am manifested with a poltrigiest."
He took a deep breath and continued," Then, the kid will sell me to a physcic, who will figure out that toys really do live and will teach me his mysterious art of mind-reading and telekinesis. Using that power, I will betray him, and use that power to take over the world. And, most of all, I will summon Chuckie to be my hired gun.
Hell, he may even use a knife, for all I care. And this concludes my summary of why I love Florida."
Admist the wild gaping and staring, Flam weakly stated," I'm not really sorry to break up the.......staff meeting... but the guests are here!"
wowwowwowwowwowwowwowwowwowwowwowwowwowwowwowwowwowwowwowwoww Thats one weird plan. I promise, next chapter MC will be in! I'm not sure, but this looks like it's the longest chapter yet. If you are reading this, please review it.
I need someone to tell me this chapter is not $#it.