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Intuitive Kimberly Blacksmith
    - a short story
by Anonymous
Kimberly Blacksmith was thinking about Casper Butterscotch again. Casper was a daring writer with brown ankles and vast fingers.

Kimberly walked over to the window and reflected on her picturesque surroundings. She had always loved pretty Berlin with its flat, famous fields. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel sparkly.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a daring figure of Casper Butterscotch.

Kimberly gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was an intuitive, callous, squash drinker with ugly ankles and fluffy fingers. Her friends saw her as a burnt, blushing bear. Once, she had even saved a quirky toddler that was stuck in a drain.

But not even an intuitive person who had once saved a quirky toddler that was stuck in a drain, was prepared for what Casper had in store today.

The snow flurried like bouncing elephants, making Kimberly delighted. Kimberly grabbed a giant ruler that had been strewn nearby; she massaged it with her fingers.

As Kimberly stepped outside and Casper came closer, she could see the unlucky smile on his face.

"I am here because I want revenge," Casper bellowed, in an intuitive tone. He slammed his fist against Kimberly's chest, with the force of 2084 donkeys. "I frigging love you, Kimberly Blacksmith."

Kimberly looked back, even more delighted and still fingering the giant ruler. "Casper, I am your father," she replied.

They looked at each other with stable feelings, like two real, raspy rabbits thinking at a very rude dinner party, which had piano music playing in the background and two brutal uncles loving to the beat.

Suddenly, Casper lunged forward and tried to punch Kimberly in the face. Quickly, Kimberly grabbed the giant ruler and brought it down on Casper's skull.

Casper's brown ankles trembled and his vast fingers wobbled. He looked worried, his body raw like a bad, boiling book.

Then he let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Casper Butterscotch was dead.

Kimberly Blacksmith went back inside and made herself a nice beaker of squash.

THE END

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Galactic Frozen Knife Wars
    - a science fiction novel
by John Doe
A long, long time ago in a frozen, frozen galaxy...

After leaving the weathered planet Mars, a group of pixies fly toward a distant speck. The speck gradually resolves into a ripped, space mill.

Civil war strikes the galaxy, which is ruled by Lauren Raymond, a sticky ogre capable of adultery and even violence.

Terrified, a breezy moose known as Luke Barker flees the Empire, with his protector, Reginald Johnson.

They head for Sludgeside on the planet Saturn. When they finally arrive, a fight breaks out. Johnson uses his frozen knife to defend Luke.

Johnson and Moose Luke decide it's time to leave Saturn and steal a tandem to shoot their way out.

They encounter a tribe of ghosts. Johnson is attacked and the moose is captured by the ghosts and taken back to Sludgeside.

Johnson must fight to save Moose Luke but when he accidentally unearths a pretty piano, the entire future of the frozen, weathered galaxy is at stake.

[Cool Boi]

I took a shower
and got moist

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ill write something moist :^)

[Crispy_]

one time i was very moist because i was in the shower so i got out of the shower and dried off and i was no longer moist

[foulprairiedog]

It was a filthy day accentuated by the squamous drizzle. It was hard to believe that in a few moments, I would suffer a deserted death.

I was enjoying chasing unceremoniously as Doctor despaired absentmindedly, like a blistered maggot despising defiantly.

The staff had a filthy shaft and a squamous tip. It didn't look dangerous. Not even its grimy spikes warned me of my fate. I should have sensed the danger in its orb.

I can still vividly recall the boot coming down on my flesh like a diseased bottle - thunk. My life slipped away.

Only dearest Hunter misses me.

EVERYTHING I TOUCH BECOMES FILTHY

[pefu19]

The Crappy that Teased like Loving Snakes
    - a short story
by
I had always loved moist the internet with its helpless, high-pitched hate. It was a place where she felt hateful.

She was a what, the, hydrochloric acid drinker with ginger legs and autistic arms. Her friends saw her as a helpless, high-pitched hateful. Once, she had even brought a squashed god back from the brink of death. That's the sort of woman he was.

I walked over to the window and reflected on her creamy surroundings. The crappy teased like loving snakes.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of You . You was an is gay with kinky legs and tweety arms.

I gulped. She was not prepared for You.

As I stepped outside and You came closer, she could see the outrageous smile on her face.

"I am here because I want a big one," You bellowed, in a hell tone. She slammed her fist against I's chest, with the force of 4982 twitters. "I frigging hate you, I ."

I looked back, even more kinky and still fingering the broken phone. "You, burn in hell," she replied.

They looked at each other with sad feelings, like two magnificent, miniature mice crapping at a very this funeral, which had hardcore fire-type rock music playing in the background and two lol uncles kinking to the beat.

Suddenly, You lunged forward and tried to punch I in the face. Quickly, I grabbed the broken phone and brought it down on You's skull.

You's kinky legs trembled and her tweety arms wobbled. She looked weird, her body raw like a disturbed, determined carrot.

Then she let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later You was dead.

I went back inside and made herself a nice drink of hydrochloric acid.

THE END

[Cool Boi]

one time i was very moist because i was in the shower so i got out of the shower and dried off and i was no longer moist

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[fireking]

oh boy here we go
In a house there lived a burnt, rude dragon named Mister Jones. Not a lovey scary, ugly house, filled with maps and a long smell, nor yet an climaxic, blue, bloody house with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a dragon-house, and that means comfort.

One day, after a troubling visit from the knight snake McGee, Mister leaves his house and sets out in search of three red boulders. A quest undertaken in the company of people, gnomes and shy termites.

In the search for the knight-guarded boulders, Mister Jones surprises even himself with his loveiness and skill as a love slave.

During his travels, Mister rescues a carrot, an heirloom belonging to snake. But when snake refuses to try pissing, their friendship is over.

However, snake is wounded at the Battle of Five Armies and the two reconcile just before Mister engages in some serious pissing.

Mister accepts one of the three red boulders and returns home to his house a very wealthy dragon.
do I win

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Two Good Uncles Thrusting to the Beat
    - a short story
by nothing here folks
snake McGee was thinking about Albert Einstein again. Albert was a kind smart with cumstained richard and large handed star fish.

snake walked over to the window and reflected on her cum-stained surroundings. She had always loved lovey snake McGee's house of love with its broad, burnt beds. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel happy.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a kind figure of Albert Einstein.

snake gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a lovey, large, martini drinker with lovey richard and skinny star fish. Her friends saw her as a salty, snotacular lovey. Once, she had even saved a salty baby that was stuck in a drain.

But not even a lovey person who had once saved a salty baby that was stuck in a drain, was prepared for what Albert had in store today.

The rain hammered like loving cats, making snake violent. snake grabbed a wet carrot that had been strewn nearby; she massaged it with her fingers.

As snake stepped outside and Albert came closer, she could see the miniature glint in his eye.

Albert gazed with the affection of 3034 wet grubby giraffes. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want love."

snake looked back, even more violent and still fingering the wet carrot. "Albert, I want your body," she replied.

They looked at each other with lovey feelings, like two easy, early elephants having love at a very nice party, which had jazz music playing in the background and two good uncles thrusting to the beat.

snake regarded Albert's cumstained richard and large handed star fish. "I feel the same way!" revealed snake with a delighted grin.

Albert looked embarrassed, his emotions blushing like a blushing, bad biscuit.

Then Albert came inside for a nice drink of martini.

THE END

[pefu19]

If I was your kinky antagonist
    - In the style of Justin Bieber
by Betelgeuse

Oh
Yeah
OH SH1T

You know you love me, I know you care
Just have love whenever, and I'll be there
You are my protagonist, you are my heart
And we will never ever ever be apart

If I was your antagonist, I'd never let you shoot at someone
Keep you on my arm, you'd never be alone
I can be your pingas, anything you want
If I was your antagonist, I'd never let you shoot at someone, I'd never let you shoot at someone

F4ggot, f4ggot, f4ggot OH SH1T
Like baby, baby, baby nooo
Like f4ggot, f4ggot, f4ggot OH SH1T
I thought you'd always be mine (mine)

When I met you f4ggot my bone went fap
Now them mice in my bone won't stop stop
And even though it's a struggle love is all we got
So we gonna keep keep having love to the mountain top

There's gonna be one more bone going fap
One more bone going fap
One more bone going fap

Your acid bone, my biggest weakness
Shouldn't have let you know
I'm always gonna do what they say (hey)
If you need me
I'll come raping
From a thousand miles away
When you play I play (oh whoa)
You r4pe, I r4pe
Hey

Na na na, na na na, na na OH SH1T
Yeah protagonist
Na na na, na na na, na na na OH SH1T
If I was your antagonist
Na na na, na na na, na na na OH SH1T
Na na na, na na na, na na na OH SH1T
If I was your antagonist

My friends say I'm a fool to think
That you're the one for me
I guess I'm just a kinky fool for my f4ggot

Fu(k

[RedJohn]

Two Smelly Uncles loveting to the Beat
    - a short story
by Boost

Ephiliates was thinking about Badspot again. Badspot was a hot nerd with flexible happy-slappies and muscular meatwads.

Ephiliates walked over to the window and reflected on his hostile surroundings. He had always hated, full of autism, the Blockland Forums with its abundant, alive alts. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel omnivorous.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a hot figure of Badspot .

Ephiliates gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was an autistic, ugly, blood of the permabanned drinker with hung happy-slappies and ginger meatwads. His friends saw him as a dirty, doubtful dead deer. Once, he had even saved a squashed pack of Oreos that was stuck in a drain.

But not even an autistic person who had once saved a squashed pack of Oreos that was stuck in a drain, was prepared for what Badspot had in store today.

The sun shone like eating Snaked_Snake, making Ephiliates autistic. Ephiliates grabbed an autistic carrot that had been strewn nearby; he massaged it with his fingers.

As Ephiliates stepped outside and Badspot came closer, he could see the racid glint in his eye.

"I am here because I want my sponge to be splooged," Badspot bellowed, in a fat tone. He slammed his fist against Ephiliates's chest, with the force of 8995 Olkivers. "I frigging hate you, Ephiliates ."

Ephiliates looked back, even more autistic and still fingering the autistic carrot. "Badspot, don't touch me there," he replied.

They looked at each other with sweaty feelings, like two knotty, klutzy Kalphiters finding at a very lovey funeral for RTB, which had reggae music playing in the background and two smelly uncles loveting to the beat.

Ephiliates studied Badspot's flexible happy-slappies and muscular meatwads. Eventually, he took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, but I can't give you my sponge to be splooged," he explained, in pitying tones.

Badspot looked silly, his body raw like a crowded, combative carrot.

Ephiliates could actually hear Badspot's body shatter into 2660 pieces. Then the hot nerd hurried away into the distance.

Not even a drink of blood of the permabanned would calm Ephiliates's nerves tonight.
THE END

[Doughboy]

Galactic Riddler Gun Wars
    - a science fiction novel
by sonic
A long, long time ago in a Riddler, Riddler galaxy...

After leaving the Riddler planet Riddler, a group of Riddler fly toward a distant speck. The speck gradually resolves into a Riddler, space Riddler.

Civil war strikes the galaxy, which is ruled by Riddler Riddler, a Riddler Riddler capable of Riddler and even Riddler.

Terrified, a Riddler Riddler known as Riddler Riddler flees the Empire, with her protector, Riddler Riddler.

They head for Cape Riddler on the planet Riddler. When they finally arrive, a fight breaks out. Riddler uses his Riddler gun to defend Riddler.

Riddler and Riddler Riddler decide it's time to leave Riddler and steal a Space MAUS to shoot their way out.

They encounter a tribe of Riddler. Riddler is attacked and the Riddler is captured by the Riddler and taken back to Cape Riddler.

Riddler must fight to save Riddler Riddler but when he accidentally unearths a jew, the entire future of the Riddler, Riddler galaxy is at stake.


cant wait for the trilogy

[IronMelon]

 Galactic Fast Sausage Wars
    - a science fiction novel
by richardhead

A long, long time ago in a fast, fast galaxy...

After leaving the stupid planet urstar fish, a group of richards fly toward a distant speck. The speck gradually resolves into an annoying, space Giant tower of awesomeness.

Civil war strikes the galaxy, which is ruled by Donkey Kong, a gay Horse capable of stepping on sand castles and even abduction.

Terrified, a horrendous dragon known as Farquaad ghey flees the Empire, with his protector, shrek ogrelord.

They head for Far far away on the planet earth. When they finally arrive, a fight breaks out. ogrelord uses his fast Sausage to defend Farquaad.

ogrelord and Dragon Farquaad decide it's time to leave earth and steal a Tacticool rocket to shoot their way out.

They encounter a tribe of spies. ogrelord is attacked and the dragon is captured by the spies and taken back to Far far away.

ogrelord must fight to save Dragon Farquaad but when he accidentally unearths a small Bazooka, the entire future of the fast, stupid galaxy is at stake.
Praise for Galactic Fast Sausage Wars
"I really, really, really hope that ogrelord saves Dragon Farquaad because I love this story soooooo much!"
- The Daily Tale
"A gay Horse, a tribe of spies and a horrendous dragon - haven't we seen this before somewhere?"

This is great.