Create Your Own Story - User contributions [en]

Examine cookie.

2008-05-02T23:57:17Z

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Upon closer inspection, you find that the chocolate chip cookie is oatmeal raisin. Yuck!

There's a duck in the distance.

*[[Eat the oatmeal raisin cookie.]]
*[[Give the oatmeal raisin cookie to the duck.]] 
*[[just sit there]]
{{Status|Equipment=''Equipment''|Health=#|MP=#|Level=#}}
[[Category: A Giant Chocolate Chip Cookie]]

See if you can get some

2008-05-02T23:49:55Z

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You take advantage of the situation and whip it out! She goes down only to find that the great feeling you were expecting is actually a large pain! She sits up and it is now that you realize she is (alonge with everyone else on the buss) a ZOMBIE!!!!

You slowly bleed out of your missing appendage and die.

Commit Suicide

2008-05-02T23:45:27Z

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You pull out a semi auto hand gun found at your feet point and shoot

BLACK.

You open your eyes to find a man surrounded by very bright light. He lets you know that you have made it to heavin. Sad about this (sicnce you hate God) you jump off a cloud and create a double death.

Black Hole

2008-05-02T23:43:24Z

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You are mesmerized by the blonde's t-shirt-straining breastmeat. As you stare, you feel a familiar stirring in your pants. Meanwhile, the blonde complains to the other person on the line, "I don't know, I mean he's really sweet, but I was going down on him last night.. I mean, it was TINY! Seriously! If it were any shorter it would have been an innie!" By this point, your raging semi-hard is straining your zipper.

You decide to:

[[See if you could get some]] 
[[Try to catch the black hole back to the flesh eating zombies]] 
[[Commit Suicide]]

Helen Keller

2008-05-02T23:40:41Z

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"uuughhuhughhnnggriihihi" Shrieks the voice. "grruhnhnhrgh!"
You don't know where it is coming from but you know that whatever and where ever it is, its not good. "uuhuhughghgrhgiirglzdnk, rrierer ggheoe wuiruit,reiqhie! Rfhufsldfh! Idfeer. Ebaklwlwlifbhvbbvfbjfjrruiruffuuihuhufhuhjgff!"
Suddenly out of the darkness of your hallway comes and life sized...

[[Slipper]] 
[[Dancing Axe]] 
[[Miget]] 
[[T-Shirt]] 
[[Keybord]] 
[[Black Hole]]

Your Mother

2008-05-02T23:24:09Z

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"Hey! Wake up," says your mother's voice.
"Ughwhathappen," you stutter grogilly.
"Whoah." You sit up and look around. You are back in your room. The sun is coming up and there are no more zombies.
"Get up," insists your mom. "You're going to be late for school."
Wow, you realize. It must have been all a dream.
Waking up is a huge relief. There are no more zombies and everything is better.

BUT! As you're rolling out of bed, you suddenly notice... a shattered glass bottle! In your bed! Could it be? You think... but no. Everything is better and it was all a dream....

OR WAS IT!!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!??!/11/1/1/1/1/1?!?!?!??!

Zombies:Continue attacking regardless

2008-05-02T23:18:40Z

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You have become super slow from the slash across the chest. Yet you use your hand (which is not a spike ball of shatterd glass) to beat the shit out of the remaining zombies! Suddenly you hear a voice. It is much like...

[[Steve Nash]] 
[[Your Mother]] 
[[Helen Keller]]