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Hi, my name is Rasti
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 | Illen and the n00b(short satire story thing) |
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 5 with 3 vote(s)
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| Created: 2008-11-03 19:56:46 |
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Contains: Swearing, randomness, stupidity, n00b bashing, my favorite OC demon Illen, and other ridiculous things.
The strangest thing I have ever written. Not to be taken seriously.
Illen Meets a n00b...
"I am a fshhhhhhhhh!" said the thin girl idiotically, running in circles through the snow. She did not seem to have noticed it was freezing cold, and that she wasn't wearing anything but a few strands of seaweed and a silk table cloth she had found in a random house somewhere.
"Um, miss, are you feeling alright?"
"NEVAH BETTAH! Except that I kinda miss my little scalie-walies..."
"..."
The girl's blue eyes looked vaguely fanatical, and they bulged madly from her too-pale skin. She wore a knowing smirk as if to prove to all the non-existent politicans present that she too could make the McCain face of doom. Her hair was black, but shimmered oddly blue, and gave the young boy attempting to reason with her a major headache.
"I WUV MY LEGGAS~!"
"...Um, miss fish? Eh, what's your name?"
"MAH NAYM EZ RASHTI! isnt that the se.xxiest naym evah?!"
"...I suppose so, miss Rashti. Would you like to come inside and sit down?"
"Mah a s s is pretty hawt, hmm?"
"Uh... okay." An idea popped into the boy's mind, and he asked slowly, "Have you recently joined a website called 'The Doll Palace?'"
"OHEMGEE I ttly luve that website i write storyz abowt thiz gurl every1 sayz is a marry suw whatevah that is!"
"I... see..." Ah. A n00b. In other words, fresh meat...
Rasti failed to see the young man lick his lips, and she failed to notice his sharp filed teeth. She failed to notice his bright yellow hair sticking up like a dandelion, and she failed to notice his orange, slit-pupiled eyes.
"DO YAH lyk ttly wanna go OWT wit mee?!"
"No. I'm spoken for."
"BAH HOO?!" Rasti readied herself for a catfight.
"Your face."
"huh???:??: OMG ur so meen!"
"Yes. I'm mean. Deal with it."
Rather than reply to this statement, the girl suddenly shouted, "IF YA DONT FORWARD TIHS LETTAH U HAVE NO HART!" Then she began to mumble, "am a single mom workin to suport gramna an' babies 400 FXCKING BAYBEEZ haf u no PITEE! forwad tihs lettah and ur mom will giv me MONEY AND BLING BLING so i wont hav to suport the 400 FXCINK BAYBEES and mah gramna. And if u delete tihs U HAV NO HART!"
"...Actually, miss, I don't have a heart. Very intelligent of you to notice this."
"fmnwero;hgfirw;hg!!!"
Hmm. He was getting bored. "Miss, hold still. It won't hurt so bad, then."
"OHEMGEE U GUNNA RAEP MEEEEE!"
Illen(that being the demon's name) shuddered. "As if."
"I HAET U HORRIBEL WRITER IM GUNNA RATE U ONE STARRRR!"
The demon promptly bit her head off.
"Nothing like fresh n00b for breakfast," he conversationally told the corpse.
THE END. |
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