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Post by Sorcerertech on Jul 26, 2008 19:23:44 GMT -5
Hillary stated that they had to pass a number of tests including the demon meadow animals.
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Post by Weasel Freak on Jul 26, 2008 19:28:11 GMT -5
They said, "We don't give a [censored] about you. Go away. Nyah. *blows rasberries*"
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Post by The Unknown on Jul 26, 2008 19:29:22 GMT -5
"...no, wait, Steve. You will obey my every whim, for I am a GOD!!!" And the frolicking animals said... EDIT: Too fast!! Sorry, I couldn't help it. I saw Hillary on the web and thought... They were to be equipped with only a piece of string, a box, and a tissue for their test. EDIT: Is this really hard to figure out?! x3 |
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Post by Fatal hilarity on Jul 26, 2008 19:43:02 GMT -5
Hillary-Steve-Jim-Bob Junior readied him/herself for the deadly trials.
Michael was hoping to get back to eating berries, but being a cat now, he started craving fish berries.
Bob Chili Sauce picked his nose.
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Post by The Unknown on Jul 26, 2008 19:46:05 GMT -5
Then, their test began as the demon animal babies of the burning bloody meadow lunged at them.
P.S. Is anyone besides me feel like this is going to become similar to Tenacious D: The Pick of Destiny?
EDIT: I'm amazed that I started this out all cute and stuff, and then we've suddenly gone all Marilyn Manson on it. xD
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Post by Fatal hilarity on Jul 26, 2008 19:54:53 GMT -5
(I wouldn't know. Haven't seen it...)
The cream pies were flung everywhere. The rivers ran yellow with custard and meringue.
Hillary-Steve-whatever plowed his way through the demon animals like dominos with his mighty tissue. Michael hid in a corner. Bob Chili Sauce fought bravely with the string, but eventually found himself buried under cherry filling.
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Post by Weasel Freak on Jul 26, 2008 20:21:00 GMT -5
Then there was a 'POP!' and Michael and Bob Chilli Sauce found themselves... somewhere.
"[censored]," said Michael.
"'Censored'? What does 'censored' mean? Ooh, is it a new kind of pie?" said Bob Chilli Sauce.
Then Raven (Teen Titans) whacked them on the head and told them to get out of her room, which was covered in cherry filling. They walked out into the hallway and ran into a...
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Post by Fatal hilarity on Jul 26, 2008 20:27:35 GMT -5
...Old Scooby-Doo gag.
"Jinkies," said Michael.
"Okay... please tell that's a new flavor of thrice cre-- er, pie." said Bob Chili Sauce. "And where did Hillary-Steve the Wonder Llama go off to?"
Suddenly Michael's carnivous feline instincts caused him to see Bob as if he were coated in a corn flake batter and smothered in gravy.
Bob saw the look in his eye and pecked him hard, turning Michael into a werewolf-chicken-cat-ex-human.
Michael was tempted to eat himself and gnawed on his leg.
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Post by Weasel Freak on Jul 27, 2008 11:28:27 GMT -5
Bob opened a door. A green boy was staring at them. They closed the door. Then there was a 'POP; and they were in outer space. There was anouther 'POP' which made them go to...
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Post by The Unknown on Jul 27, 2008 12:36:38 GMT -5
...Billy Bob's Cocoa Sanatorium.
(Wacky, don't ya think? Anyone get the reference?)
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Post by Fatal hilarity on Jul 27, 2008 15:01:40 GMT -5
"Hey there, I'm Billy Bob 'Hillary' Stevens!" a hulking hairy man said to them, "and welcome to my Cocoa Sanatorium where we sanitize cocoa! Like I always say, cocoa gots ta be clean before being sold to the germaphobic public!"
And so he led them on a free* tour of the cocoa sanitization process.
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Post by Just Plain Rydell on Jul 27, 2008 15:04:10 GMT -5
Michael wanted to puke. So he puked on Bob Chili Sauce's face, poor lad...
There was another POP and they appeared in a wardrobe that led to... COME ON, PEEPS!!!!
And Vincent got a new Fedora!! *Who the bleep is Vincent?*
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Post by The Unknown on Jul 27, 2008 15:04:18 GMT -5
(I love how you keep adding on to the names, fatalhilarity. Your name strikes again!)
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Post by Fatal hilarity on Jul 30, 2008 19:57:03 GMT -5
So they were now in the fantastic, wondrous kingdom of Kamonpeepz, where everything talks- and I mean everything. Hopefully, they thought, they would stay there this time and not POP elsewhere. The popping was making them quite nauseous.
As they walked, the grass screamed in agony.
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Post by wifeofsmartass on Jul 31, 2008 6:01:26 GMT -5
Suddenly a tear-stained wombat appeared from behind a giant coffee mug that kept changing colors. "Please help me find my curling iron," cried the wombat, "because she is ill and needs a dose of paprika and toothpaste before the next full moon or else...
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