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You know those round robin stories? You pass a piece of paper around, each adding to the story, and you fold it over so you can only see what the person immediately before you wrote?
Well, me,
penginchan, and
yamiaudra did that.
Fifteen years ago, it was a dark and insane world, thrown into chaos and doom. The lands were consumed by war. But there was a ray of hope, amidst the despair!
A great knight in shining armor, with a magic sword that could conquer any foe!
He rode throughout the land on his trust steed, leaving flayed and bloody bodies in his wake.
But this was no villain, though some would disagree--he picked but one kind of victim. And, of course, that was little children!
The nights were filled with the cries of mourning mothers. But the children were donated to a good cause; that cause was science. And when these donations came, then HE came out.
Charging forward brandishing his sword, he would let out a ferocious roar: "Gaaaaaaaaaaaar!"
"Please," cried the children. "Please, spare us our heads!"
"Fine, then, but your hearts are mine! Muahahaha! I enjoy them with ketchup and a bottle of chianti. But," he continued. "I'm thinking of going vegetarian, or at least cutting down on the cannibalism."
"Then, you should start eating more salads, and less children!"
The knight sneered and with a laugh raised his sword, swung, and lobbed off the boy's head.
He looked down at the body, and smirked. "Maybe this one will go better with mustard."
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Fifteen years ago, it was a dark and insane world, thrown into chaos and doom. The lands were consumed by war. But there was a ray of hope, amidst the despair!
A great knight in shining armor, with a magic sword that could conquer any foe!
He rode throughout the land on his trust steed, leaving flayed and bloody bodies in his wake.
But this was no villain, though some would disagree--he picked but one kind of victim. And, of course, that was little children!
The nights were filled with the cries of mourning mothers. But the children were donated to a good cause; that cause was science. And when these donations came, then HE came out.
Charging forward brandishing his sword, he would let out a ferocious roar: "Gaaaaaaaaaaaar!"
"Please," cried the children. "Please, spare us our heads!"
"Fine, then, but your hearts are mine! Muahahaha! I enjoy them with ketchup and a bottle of chianti. But," he continued. "I'm thinking of going vegetarian, or at least cutting down on the cannibalism."
"Then, you should start eating more salads, and less children!"
The knight sneered and with a laugh raised his sword, swung, and lobbed off the boy's head.
He looked down at the body, and smirked. "Maybe this one will go better with mustard."
Formatting chosen to approximate our handwriting.