" then i guess i'm going to get sued ~ " the door swung open to reveal. . . One of those creeper fat men reading a book. except, he wasn't a creeper. he was the old spice man. with an monocle. and a top hat. and a pipe - the fancy kind. " well hello, children. " he said between puffs of smoke, twirling his black moustache in between two fingers. erik gave amber a weird look, before looking back at the man. " do you have any cookies? "
Amber feared what was behind the door. Then...they found a fat guy reading a book. She walked in the room and stared at the fat guy with a weird face. OK, things could not get any weirder right now. Since when is there fat guys reading books in an abandoned house? It was certainly weird. Shaking her head she couldn't believe that Erik wanted cookies from a random dude they found. "How about a way out instead of cookies?" She asked. God he was like Danny, or most dudes. Always about the food. Sheesh.
gosh, this Amber character was really persistent on wanting to get out of here. " but wait. i feel negative pressure radiating from the fat man. " he said, with as serious of a face he could muster. the man looked at him, and then at Amber, and then back to him. a plate evaporated out of nowhere, with cookies on the top. but wait, they weren't chocolate chip cookies or anything, they were those cheap fortune cookies you got at those silly chinese restaurants. " woahwoahwoah. i refuse to put this tooth-rotting excuse of a cookie in my mouth. " all of a sudden, erik was offended. not just the 'ooh, you're fat' kind of offended, but more of a 'elephants got nothing on you' kind of offended. you get where i'm going with this? " come on Amber, we'll find our own way out. "
Amber was extremely weirded out. "Yes, let's find our way out by ourselves. I highly doubt these dudes are of any help..." She slowly made her way to the door and then dashed out. As she got back in the hallway she wondered...now what. "OK, what should we be looking for? A door? A window? Dig our way out?" She asked Erik, hopfully, he was behind her. If not...then dang it, she had to get more girl friends to hand with.
as much as erik wanted to inform this man that those cookies were not the way to go, he was forced out as Amber wanted to leave more than he did. " toodaloo cheapskate. " erik waved off before following Amber out, standing in the hallway with her. " okay. i've seen movies about these, too. " the white haired male pressed an ear to the wall, when he was met with no sound after a few knocks, he moved on. to his companion in this, he probably looked crazy, but he was right about the book thing!
Amber scoffed. "Why do I get a feeling these movies you've seen don't have a good ending?" She asked. It felt like it. If they were still doing this, she had a feeling they would have to go through a lot of crap before they could find a simple way out and get out of his death house. "Maybe we should just have our Pok?mon headbutt the walls or something, I don't feel like falling through a pit trap next." She complained.
" oh, one of the people always lives ~ " of course, there were two people here. if erik could do simple mathematics, he would be able to tell that one of them was going to supposedly going to die in here. either way, he heard a hallow knocking sound behind one of the walls. " i don't think that's needed. " now, if there were like Raider of the Ark, then there would be a switch in one of the bricks. running a hand over them, searching for something weaker, he felt it and pushed. a click could be heard, before the stone door swung in front of them, and he immediately walked in. " there should be a torch on the wall- ah! " he picked up one of said wall-torches, and lit up the hallway.
Well, that was some thought to think of. Only one lives...and there was two of them. Rolling her eyes, she decided to stop asking questions, as she got movie answers. And the movies he saw were probably the ones that ended up with blood and sadness. It was weird how a house was build like this, she couldn't believe everything was going according to movies. Shaking the thought out of her head, she quickly followed Erik as he went down yet another hallway. By now, she was getting sick of this house and its hallways. Next thing you know, they'll be attacked by an Angry Bird that thinks they're the pigs that stole their eggs. Such as life.
" if zombies come after us, i'm tripping you. " he stated as he started down the tunnel. " i feel the urge to drink something. " all of a sudden, a mild thump could be heard that shook the tunnel a bit. and then another. " what was that? " suddenly, erik came across a rainbow door. wait what. rainbow doors? what were rainbow doors doing in the middle of a scary old home? suddenly, a screech cut through the rainbowy door, and without hesitation, erik pushed it open. light flooded in through the doorway, making the tunnel brighter. the torch blew out, and the doorway showed a strange new universe. there were unicorns and narwahls, and they were glaring angrily at each other. a purple and blue giraffe pranced succulently up to them, a terribu face being shown. " help! you must help us! the narwahls and unicorns are at it again- they're going to make us all extinct! "
Amber walked behind Erik as he opened another door. And what she saw was so...scarring. She yelped and kicked the door shut in the thing's face. She snarled at Erik and walked away. "How I got stuck in this messed up fruit loop house with you opening every door is beyond me!" She said, flipping her hands in the air for a more dramatic affect. Amber didn't know how, why or where they were in this house but she wanted out. Now. She was mostly getting frustrated with everything and Erik not being able to find one single dang door that didn't breath death to them.
" but the unicorns and narwahls! " he didn't care that he was having a panic attack right here in the middle of the hallway. he didn't care that he was going to lead them all to a certain death. he wanted to save the unicorns and narwahls. " they're going to go extinct! you heard the purple and blue giraffe! " he opened the slammed door again, and peeked his head inside. " we have to save them. " a new seriousness covered over his usual derpy self, and he was ready for whatever there had to be thrown at them. except this time, when the door was opened, a whole new outlook to the world was there. instead of happyness and rainbows, the sky was a dark grey, and the sun was red. there was a sign up that read "welcome to the halls of evil's past." " whelp. looks like we're going to have to save them from the evil, overgrown chickens now. " erik said as he looked at the tons of overgrown chickens walking around with some sort of weird weapon slung over their shoulders.
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Erik was certain that Amber was going to run off the first moment she got- that's what any other sane person would have done in this situation that the two of them were in. Apparently, to Erik's delight, Amber wasn't like any other sane person and just so happened to be staying to fight the strange mutant chickens. She took a bow and a bunch of arrows, handing Erik a short sword that he was certain he had no idea how to use. Then again, how hard was it to swing around a pointy object and hit stuff? " Let's go kick some mutant chicken butt. " He tried his best to put on an Arnold Schwarzenegger accent as he kicked at the door, planning on kicking it open but he failed that rather terribly. Then, he did the only thing someone in his position would do and opened it like any other door, running in screaming like a banshee. [/style]
resix: LOL i wasn't ari
Nov 20, 2020 4:43:38 GMT -5
resix: just a lil resix
Nov 20, 2020 4:43:47 GMT -5
zacariah: Lmao no one said you were Ari! I was trying to ask you if she was from Quebec, or if that was just my head canon, but Sheepy answered it already~
Dec 31, 2020 16:25:57 GMT -5
zacariah: also I just noticed this chatroom is called a shoutbox, and says you're shouting as someone
Dec 31, 2020 16:26:14 GMT -5
zacariah: SO I FEEL OBLIGATED TO TALK WITH ONLY CAPS FROM NOW ON
Dec 31, 2020 16:26:26 GMT -5
zacariah: ALSO THIS IS THE SLOWEST CONVERSATION EVER
Dec 31, 2020 16:26:35 GMT -5
zacariah: HOW THE HELL DID I FORGET TO CHECK THIS FOR A MONTH.
Dec 31, 2020 16:26:43 GMT -5
zacariah: ALSO I WAS JUST LOOKING AT THE RULES FOR CHEYENNE AND WHY ON EARTH DID MOVE TUTORS REQUIRE 1 REAL WORLD HOUR TO TEACH MOVES. THAT COULD LITERALLY BE A 1 POST INTERACTION OR A 12 POST INTERACTION FOR THOSE FAST TYPERS. MAN THAT WAS A WEIRD RULE
Dec 31, 2020 16:28:43 GMT -5
zacariah: I ABUSED EVERY OTHER RULE ON THE SITE, WHY THE HELL DIDN'T I ABUSE THAT ONE
Dec 31, 2020 16:28:52 GMT -5
rekari: ig 2020 was bad enough we all came back here
Feb 11, 2021 5:28:55 GMT -5
zacariah: I wish I could remember the name of a joke character I made on this site.
Mar 26, 2021 22:26:47 GMT -5
zacariah: It was some random alt account I made to mess with the mods, who refused a Pok?mon and went on route 1 just trying to fist fight Pok?mon, only to encounter an Ekans, get poisoned and die. That was probably my peak RP on this site.
Mar 26, 2021 22:27:08 GMT -5
zacariah: even if he only lasted like an hour.
Mar 26, 2021 22:27:30 GMT -5
resix: oh god who knows. we did some stupid shit back then and took ourselves WAAAAY too seriously, even if we were the site that Didn't Take Anything Seriously (tm)
Mar 27, 2021 3:01:06 GMT -5
resix: i was the worst offender. everything was hilarious until i was super buttmad for no reason. it was awful
Mar 27, 2021 3:01:24 GMT -5