SSBM GAME SHOWS!
Part something! Truth or Dare!
Disclaimer: I don't own these game shows or SSBM or fan fiction or a brain… but I keep on trying…
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My SSBM ADVERTISEMENTS story has been deleted… I always thought of that story as this story's brother… and my like… crowning success… I'm pissed off at that… fortunately I've gotten a new REEL BIG FISH CD… it is better/more hateful/more offensive/AWSOME!
I have recently experienced a very hateful mood… which is good… that's what brought me to this website in the first place… so prepare for some offensive behavior!
REEL BIG FISH! YOU DON'T KNOW ("if you don't get it then why don't you go shove your head back up your ass!")
"I LOVE ORANGE PEOPLE!" Crazy Hand screamed whilst charging through the door and into the large cardboard box where this event was taking place.
"Woa…" Marth said walking in in amazement.
But just then Crazy Hand somehow farted and blew Marth's head off in the historic event.
"HAHAHA! TIME FOR US TO MEET OUR CONTESTANTS!" Crazy Hand screamed and pointed to the professional narrator, since he was the professional narrator his finger snapped off in the attempt.
"OWWW… OH WELL… LETS GET ON WITH THIS THEN… THE CONTESTANTS ARE!" Crazy Hand then paused to build up suspense.
An audience would have done something random and equally funny, but the death of all the other audiences had caused people to think twice before going to a game show… they used to not think… so now that people had brains they:
didn't go to game shows
didn't vote for democrats
didn't buy Microsoft products
didn't eat at McDonalds
didn't read joebthegreat's stories
didn't read Shakespeare (who is almost as bad at writing as joebthegreat)
And as for the British… well… they couldn't stand whilst thinking… so they all died…
"I MISS MY AUDIENCE!" Crazy Hand screamed… in… screamyness… he couldn't scream in sorrow because he wasn't that good at using grammar…
With this the contestants got sick of being unnamed and jumped out to introduce themselves…
"HI! I'm Roy, I enjoy people who think I'm hot… and… and… hot people… and… well… yeah!" Marth's dead corpse farted out these words… then Roy came out of nowhere and said the same thing… thus making you no longer confused at this big blob of words…
"HI! I'm Mario… I'm the leader of Nintendo!" Luigi, who was oddly dressed up in all red and had Mario's hat on, said.
"HI! I'm Luigi… I'm a nobody who sits in Mario's shadow and is popular simply because of that fact!" Mario, who was oddly dressed up in green and wearing Marth's stinky tiara said.
Because of this confusion… we will now call the Luigi that wants to be Mario: Luario
And in order to be fair… we will now call the Mario that wants to be Luigi: Marigi
We will go further… we will now call Pikachu: Faggot
"HEY!" Pikachu screamed before getting raped by a golf cart… oh my…
So… Marth's dead corpse, Roy, Mario, Luigi, Pikachu, and a golf cart were the contestants…
"OK!… WE'RE GONNA PLAY TRUTH OR DARE!… then we will listen to a thought provoking speech by President George W. Frosty!" Crazy Hand screamed as everyone nodded in delight at the thought of that wonderfully great George W. Frosty coming to talk to them.
So Marth's dead corpse was the first to go…
"…" Marth's corpsesaid.
"HAHA! YOU LOSE!" Crazy Hand said and opened the trap door, sending Marth's dead corpse to Vegas, where it got a successful job as a stripper.
Next was Roy…
"Truth…" Roy said bravely.
"Who do you have a crush on?" Pikachu asked whilst giggling uncontrollably.
"umm… DARE!" Roy said in a panic… he didn't want anyone to know of his true love…
"OK then! I dare you to tell us your secret crush!" Pikachu said as he giggled more… then got a hernia and stopped.
"umm… NO!" Roy said like the sexy rebel he is.
"YOU LOSE!" Crazy Hand yelled and pulled another lever… it didn't do anything… so Crazy Hand went to plan B and ripped the lever out and then savagely beat Roy with it… then shot him… then went to Disney World…
Next up went Luario…
"DARE!" Luario said triumphantly…
"I dare you to shoot yourself in the foot!" Marigi said…
So Luario shot himself in the foot, sadly he stores his brain in his foot, so he died…
Then Marigi went next…
"I'll take a TRUTH!" Marigi said as Pikachu giggled his hernia into full blown AIDS…
"Have you ever eaten a pop tart!" Pikachu screamed giggling until his bum bum ate the rest of his body… then exploded…
"um… um… yes…" Marigi said looking down in shame…
"OH… I'm SORRY MAN… THAT'S GOT TO BE A MAJOR BLOW TO YOUR PRIDE…" Crazy Hand said patting Marigi on the back… causing him to fly through the cardboard box and into the busy street outside… then two motorcyclists drove by as one picked Marigi up and used him to spoke jam the other cyclist… Marigi didn't survive this tragic event… butothers can… if you donate to the "people who are used as weapons to spoke jam other people in biking races" fund…
"WOW! WELL I GUESS THAT MAKES THIS GOLF CART THE WINNER!" Crazy Hand said… but just then… West Coast Customs came in and tried to pimp out the ride… they got half way done taking the engine out when they got bored and just left… then the Golf Cart popped… not exploded… but popped…
"WOW! LIFE SUCKS NOW! ME AND MASTER HAND ARE NOW GOING TO BE EMO!" Crazy Hand said…
Then Master Hand ran out… gave Crazy Hand a knife, pulled his own knife out, and the two proceeded in slitting each other's wrists… then they sat there crying… then they realized that people hated EMO now so they went to the new big trend… anti EMO…
"dude… I know we were at that… stupid… stage once… but now EMO is soooo stupid…" Master Hand said trying to look cool.
"I know… EMO is almost as lame as… skating is…" Crazy Hand said…
Then all the gamers came in with their computerized sluts and tried to make out with them… but that requires work… so they decided they would rather not…
Then a horde of 457,632,784,634 illegal immigrants charged in and ate the entire population of the U.S.A. but this game is based in Japan… so no one important was affected…
But then… ANIME turned out to be BASED in Japan… so Crazy Hand and Master Hand killed themselves… and the gamers were happy that they had ended up in Japan somehow… but in their geeky glory ended up exploding…
YAY!
Game over… that's the end of this story… I have other things I need to work on before I keep going with my Fan Fiction career… sorry… this is a bad month…
But hey… life is fun…
I'd like to say this: I am no longer a gamer (I used to be though)… gaming is not going to be a part of me until I graduate High School… then I plan on making video games… after some time in the military… why the military?… because America is stupid… and I am stupid… and so I think it's my duty to protect my kind of people…
I'd also like you to know… that I have absolutely no problem with EMO… it used to be trendy… but now it's trendy to call EMO trendy… so I have to find a new hobby that isn't trendy… like fan fiction!
Also know that if it is ever trendy to hate anime… I will start watching it 24/7
