Print

Please login or register.
1 Hour 1 Day 1 Week 1 Month Forever
Login with username, password and session length

[Armok]

meanwhile, on the other side of the landmass, a conter on a gear mechanism ticks up:

0000 0001...
  0000 0002...
  0000 0005...
  0000 0010...
  0000 0020...
  0000 0041...
  0000 0083...
  0000 0166...
    0000 0499...
    0000 1996...
    0000 9984...
    0006 9888...
    0055 9104...
    0503 1936...
    5031 9360...
    DEAD BEEF...
    DEAD BEEF...

[Phantom]

Oh god.
The Mingebags.
They're multiplying.
THEY'VE TAKEN DOWN THE ADMIN MILITARY!
They are mysteriously getting closer to Trayven's village...

[Armok]

(thats superexponential groth by the way, after a few hors at that growthrate the number will be larger than the number of atoms in the universe. That means that if it represent something made out of atoms, it'll have to stop growing.)

[Karnewarrior]

The gear counter ticked once more, and then a massive explosion wiped the entire landmass underwater. Tidal waves rocked the other continent, drowning whole cities in massive quantities of water. The world ended with a boom.

Now for someone completely different.

In another universe, On another world, sat a young girl. She was reclining in her lazy chair, watching some T.V. She was a blonde, but not stupid. She was a bit on the skinny side, but she wasn't a twig. In fact, the most remarkable thing about this girl was the fact that she was completely average, and that she was the last human being alive on the planet.

Oh, did I forget to mention that? WWIII was a bitch. Yeah.

Anyway, The girls name was Alex Hemmingway. No relation to the famous actor. She had been living in the wasteland that was Earth for three years. She is now 16. She has a boyfriend she made out of a broom handle and a Swiffer^tm mop head. She calls him Gary, and makes pretend that he has blue eyes and blonde hair. Alex is a Nazi, which makes most people glad that she can't procreate. Or, it would, if they were alive to be Anti-anti-semites. Which they're not.
 
The T.V cuts out in the middle of Alex's favorite show, The life and times of Hitler. She knows they try to make him look bad, but he was really a nice guy, right?

 Wrong!

 
Shut up audience, you're not there.

[Heron TSG]

Alex wonders for how long she'd been watching the imaginary show. The T.V. Hadn't worked since the power cut out three years ago. Looking outside the window, she spotted a rusty iron lockbox, hanging from a tree.

[Phantom]

Jack lied face down in the dirt.
Oh goddammit, why is he still alive and somehow got there?
Wait...
Yep he's dead. Oh look ghost.

Anyway, a skeleton is propped next to the lockbox.
A voice is heard saying...
"Alex...
Alex...
Stay away...
From the box...
It holds...
Terrible things...

[filiusenox]

Alex hears the weird voice and for some random reason decides to ignore it. She gets up and walks outside to the lockbox and pulls it down from the tree.

[Phantom]

Alright the skeleton was there for a reason.
It grabs Alex by the throat.
Oh darn necromancy.

[filiusenox]

Oh god bad acid trip man...Alex reels back from the skeleton.

[Phantom]

Jack looks at the skeleton. He doesn't give a shit he was only a forward observer.

The Skeleton, however, gave a shit about Alex touching his box.
Oh Trayven, necromancy does many things to you doesn't it?

[filiusenox]

[ooc]

The Skeleton, however, gave a shit about Alex touching his box.

*snickers*
[/ooc]

"Oh god too much acid!" Alex suddenly screams.

[Phantom]

The Skeleton pounces on Alex like a Hunter from the Left 4 Dead game series and begins tearing at her like a Hunter from the Left 4 Dead series.

[The Mad Engineer]

Alex wakes with a start in her easy chair.  "It was just a dream.."  she remarks to Gary, who, as usual, gave no answer.  And it was just a dream.  After all, skeletons don't exist in this universe.  Not ones that are still able to move around, anyway.  But wait!  She looks over to the tree, and there is the lockbox!  Ooooooh!  Spoooky!

[Phantom]

Fuck, now why is Jack's body on it?
Jesus christ.

Gary sits inanimately.

[Karnewarrior]

I love you Alex...

"I know Gary."

Don't touch the box!

But it's so black and shiny! Ooh, is that the swastika?"

Alright, bitch, drop your Anti-semite fantasies for a second. The broom and Swiffer^tm Gary began to move. Alex gasped. It had never done this before! I'm tired of you spouting your Anti-semite bullsh** everywhere. Guess what honey, I'm a jew! And you know what else? I say that you damn well better not touch that box because if you do-

Alex awoke with a start in her chair, Heart pounding. Gary sat in the corner, still as death...