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Hey there,
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Finally I shall be working on the end of my story called "Story", I
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really couldn't think of a name for it, but it's good enough the way
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it is right now, don't you think? :) Without furthur ado, here is
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the final‚.
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(=-------------------------- FINAL<41> -------------------------------=)
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ßÛß
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CHaPTeR Û CHaPTeR
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ÜÛÜ
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CaTHeReNe THe oK TaLKS WiTH THe WoRLD
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"Hmmm... what's this? It looks really great to eat!"
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"NO! You stinking idiot, that's not food, it's a beverage, and lucky
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for me too, I'm rather parched."
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And with that, Erin (Who's nickname is 'world', but not that it
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matters to you as of now.) drank the fabled bubble liquid of Scab-land
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in two gulps as Catherine the "Ok" looked on.
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"BUUUUURRRRRRRP!!! Oh, that didn't taste too good, but at least it
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got rid of my heart burn. Hmmm... I feel very funny right about now,
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sorta like when we climbed the ropes in gym class."
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"You're not very nice, do you know that?"
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"And you're not very bright. Get outta of my face, we have to find
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someplace to sleep. I'm not feeling so well, I've got these pains in
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my side. My aunt had the same problem about a year ago, we never
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found out what it was, I sure hope it's not contagious. Oh well...
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you should see my mother's new hair do, she had it done about a week
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ago......" (I decided to spare you the « hr. monolouge that she tends
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to do, I'll give you the basic gist of it. She went on and on about
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various subjects, very boring indeed. She ended it with something
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about a rash.)
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"Gosh, I sure do hope that I don't get a rash like that one in the
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future. Did you ever get a piece of food caught in your teeth? That
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really gets to me." replied Cathy after a « hr nap.
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"Yes dear, whatever you say."
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Very abruptly, a 2,000 megaton nuculear warhead materialized above
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their heads and detonated, for no reason whatsover other than the fact
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that the plot was going absolutely nowhere and needed a jump start.
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Since the bubble liquid had magical properties, it wasn't vaporized in
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the explosion. Instead it just landed on the ground and settled there
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for the next 500,000 years undisturbed from living creatures for the
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radiation level was way too high. In this time, the bubble liquid
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grew and grew into fantastical proportions and was the size of a
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rather large lake. New forms of crystaline life started to grow and
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mutate into other forms until the lake was teeming with life of all
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kinds. Around the 250,000th year, the first forms of life started to
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leave the lake and become land bound creatures. The radiation had no
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effect on them for they were grown in that level of ratiation and
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thrived in it. When the first humanoid creatures developed (evolution
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took place at an accelerated rate for some reason in the radiation)
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the human race was long gone and the crystaline humanoids ruled the
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earth, and gently took care of it. Everything was nice and fine until
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the alien invaders from the planet Xorplasticoý decided that they
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needed another inhabited planet to torture.
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ßÛßßÛß
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CHAPTER Û Û CHAPTER
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ÜÛÜÜÛÜ
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iNTRoDuCTioN To GeoRGe aND LeNNY
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"George?"
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"Yes Lenny?"
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"Tell me about the Glicks."
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"I just told you that story a bip ago, you allready know it better
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than I do, why don't you tell yourself the story."
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"Because you tell it better, I allways mess it up. Tell me the
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story."
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"Ok, fine, I'll tell you the freaking story. When we get up enough
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dough we'll buy ourselves our own planet with a living bubble and we
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can live there for the rest of our lives."
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"Tell me about the Glicks, and how I'll feed them nixal and take care
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of them."
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"Jeezus Lenny, you are a stupid fuck..."
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ßÛßÛßÛß
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CHaPTeR Û Û Û CHaPTeR
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ÜÛÜÛÜÛÜ
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eD!
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Ed was a very strange man, he was never very photogenic nor was he
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ugly or handsome. Ed doesn't have a face. Now you may feel that Ed
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is a freak for not having a face. Well, to tell you the truth, he is
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a freak. No one told Ed that he was a freak for he was supreme ruler
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of the cosmos, I don't think anyone in their right mind would call the
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supreme ruler of the cosmos a freak.
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Ed was on his way to completely destroy the 3rd planet from this
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really large yellow sun just for the hell of it. Later on Ed would go
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into therapy and discover the reason that he felt the urge to destroy
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inhabited planets was because his mummy wouldn't let him have an ant
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farm as a child. How this is relevant escapes me. Personally I feel
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that it is because he is a complete jerk, but that's my opinion. No
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one cares about my opinion, I just sit in the corner and babble and
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babble to myself all day. I don't babble, do I? I sure hope not,
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because that would mean more thorazine. It's a fun drug, but I'm a
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vegatable when I take it. La te da!!! I'm a fuzzy fishie swiming in
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the pond of paper amongst the fruit trees...
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[ SORRY, THE ORIGINAL AUTHOR OF THIS STORY HAS GONE A LITTLE TOO FAR ]
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[ OVER THE EDGE. WE SHALL CONTINUE WITH THE STYLINGS OF AMERICA'S ]
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[ FAVORITE WRITER, STEVEN KING. (This shoud be good.) ]
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Ed sliped the glove over his hand and picked up the razor sharp piece
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of metal with the full intent of making his mother scream for mercy
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before he killed her.
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[ SORRY, THE SECOND AUTHOR OF THIS STORY HAS ALLREADY GONE TOO FAR ]
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[ OVER THE EDGE. WE SHALL CONTINUE WITH THE LITERARY GENIUS OF YOUR ]
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[ NEIGHBOR'S LITTLE KID. ]
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ed toook the spaise ship two the moon. he licked it therer. he
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wunderd if he kood play in the sand lik i want too. ed tok sum kandy
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into his room and eated it all up. his mum told him that it wuld mak
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him sik so he kiled her. THE END
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[ SORRY, THAT ISN'T THE END OF THE STORY. TIMMY GOT TIRED OF TYPING ]
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[ SO HE JUST ENDED IT. LITTLE BASTARD, HAS NO ATTENTION SPAN, JUST ]
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[ LIKE MOST PEOPLE I KNOW. WE CONTINUE WITH THE ORIGINAL AUTHOR. ]
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'Bout time!
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[ DREADFULLY SORRY, BUT YOU WERE A LITTLE OVER THE EDGE. ]
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Oh, my bad. I'll try to keep myself on line from now on.
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[ OK, NO HARD FEELINGS? ]
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No, no hard feelings.
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As you might have allready guessed, Ed killed his mother. Not in the
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way or reason given before. Ed just stubed his toe and felt really
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bitchy about it.
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ßÛßÛßßßÛß
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CHaPTeR Û Û Û CHaPTeR
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ÜÛÜÜÜÛÜÜÜ
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PReLuDe To a CHaPTeR V
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We go back to the bubble liquid lake. It found other bubble liquid
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lakes around the world and by mental telepathy joined itself with the
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other lakes and formed one global consiousness. This basically made
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the planet one of the larges sentient beings in the universe. Boy,
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was Ed in for a surprise!
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ßÛßßßÛß
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CHaPTeR Û Û CHaPTeR
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ÜÜÜÛÜÜÜ
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eD MeeTS THe BuBBLe LiQuiD
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As Ed neared the planet, he noticed that instead of it's normal green
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appearance it was more of a techicolor effect across the surface. He
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bugged out on the patterns for a while before the sun went down and
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the planet sucked him and his shuttle craft down. Ed was allmost
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instantly digested, but he gave the bubble liquid really terrible gas
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which destroyed it. The first time the planet passed some wind it
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caught flame from the sun and destroyed the entire solar system.
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MORAL: STORIES WITHOUT MUCH OF A PLOT TEND NOT TO GO ANYWHERE AND ARE
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REALLY REALLY HARD TO WRITE.
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(=-*-=)(=-*-=)(=-*-=)(=-*-=)(=-*-=)(=-*-=)(=-*-=)(=-*-=)(=-*-=)(=-*-=)
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So much for the story, hope you enjoyed it. I know that it took me
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too damn long to finish it up and the ending sucked, but that's ok,
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I'm not doing this for you but just to keep the boredom away. :)
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Care to be a writer for THO? Call up The Asylum at 9o8-914-9318 and
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hold on the the NUP of I LOVE FEDS. Tell 'em that Pip the Angry Youth
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sent you and you'd like to be a writer for us. Or you could NetMail
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me at the GODnet address of 143/143:1. Thanks and see you later.
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Peace,
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Pip the Angry Youth
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[THO/GaRK?]
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