You could use a good ol' story!

[Blackstar]

What's wrong? Did the lawlrus bite your shoe again?
You could use a story!

    Well, this story starts out simple, a blockhead in blockland. This certain one's name was Blackstar. He got a message from a robloxian:"Lol Rocloz is bettar then Bockland, get robloz ist coller. Roclox is bettar cuz itz free and stuff. Guess what? We have a new torso desine that isnrt a stoppid block liek yurs!" But then Blackstar just had to say in reply: " Guess what? We have quality, and that's more than you will ever have! ". Then this robloxian has to say back:" Nuhuh we will like comes to ur hous and kil yoo." Then Blackstar said: 'Yeah, right, go back to your crib."

     Well, Blackstar had enough and he went back to his blocko bed. In the middle of the night, he heard whispering. He couldn't seem to find out what the voices were saying. Then, his window shattered, some ugly torso'd people with block heads come rushing in. Just as Blackstar noticed that the robloxians HAD come to his house after all, he was put into a brown bag.

To be continued!

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[Dusty12]

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[Joekirk]

No just no.

[Tom Gunn]

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[Riot]

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[Bustos]

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[Blackstar]

No just no.

dispite what any of you say, im still typing this story.

[Blackstar]

DOUBLE TOAST POST!

Many of you didn't like the story. . . Who cares, I will continue, I have coffee wating for you in the dining room!

    Well, Blackstar wasn't as confused as he was afraid. Though he had thought robloxians were stupid, he didn't know if that played as much of a role on what they could do to him. He had the right to be scared, robloxians are known to be unpredictable, as well as dangerously annoying. Well, he thought. At least they weren't smart enough to lock me up, wherever I am. . . And he did, for certain, wonder where the robloxians had taken him. He DID feel as if he was locked in a room. . . -until he found out there was no lock on the door. He silently turned the doorknob, hoping that the door wouldn't creak. But, as bad of a door it was, it DID creak. Blackstar was afraid once again. . . -Until he found out that no one had taken guard. He heard yet another conversation. It was coming from a well-lit room just across the hallway. He crept over and peeked into the room. "Well, that'll shut him up." a voice said. Wow, you usually don't hear that talk on roblox. Are we still in Blockland? he thought once more. Well, he decided to figure out, and he knew exactly how. He went out an exit door, again, it wasn't gaurded. He looked and the scene looked pretty detailed. Then, for sure, he knew he wasn't in roblox, but Blockland. But just what are the robloxians doing here, staying in Blockland? He thought. It could be something rather evil.

To be continued.

[Regulith]

You're right, I could use a good 'ol story

Too bad this isn't one

[Jellypuddle]

Put me in the story and I might read it

[Blackstar]

Put me in the story and I might read it

Whatever makes you happy. . .

Though I doubt anything short of perfection will make Regulith happy. . .

EDIT: If anyone wants to be in the story, say so.

[Blackstar]

-PrejudgingPicAgainstPersonSnip-

C'mon, I think you are smarter than using picks against people.

Then again, maybe you aren't.

[Sabbin]

C'mon, I think you are smarter than using picks against people.

Then again, maybe you aren't.

Whatever makes you happy. . .

Though I doubt anything short of perfection will make Regulith happy. . .

EDIT: If anyone wants to be in the story, say so.

What was that? I couldn't hear you.