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CaptainWacky

I want to smell dark matter
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i am sittinghere at the computer

i do this every ngiht at the smae time

i hav eto do things at the sma etime every day

i think becasuei have the autsimpergers

will i know that's the reason

i feel uncomfortable fi things change

physically uncomfortable

so yeah anyone i am typing this

but who am i

i have no story to tell

i have to be someone else

something else

to tell

but is it really my story

if i am green pig man

mooo

dreams felt more real when i was young

i remember them more vividly than any memory

yeah

i was real then

i guess when your ebrain is still growing your real

but when it gets to full size it's just a programme

running data

echoes

repttiiotn

copy of a copy

you get the idea with that

can i be something else

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A BILL CHEESE ADVENTURE
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BILL CHEESE STARTED TYPING A STORY ABOUT A CHILD

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Barry the child ran through the field!

"la la la I'm so alive!"

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no that wans't working

though JOHNNY NOSE

who is really writing this

actualy no

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that was CHARLES HORSE trying to capture the Johnny Nose magic

yes somehow the Johnny Nose character also exists inside the head of cHARLES HORSE

even though Charles Horse is a darker character

the kind who WOULD STAB PEOPLE

he started wriging

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A JAMES ARMBAND STORY

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Look I'm not saying I'm going to go on a killing spree.

But IF I was going to go on a killing spree....

I'd use a knife, obviously.

I'd fucking stab everyone to death.

I mean it's just common sense.

It would be the most fun way to go on a killing spree.

I'm not saying I'm going to!

I'm not!

BUT.

Come on.

You agree.

Imagine stabbing someone to death.

Stabby stabby!

The thrill of just pluning that knife into them over and over.

lol

but the blood.

The blood would go everywhere.

It would get in your clothes.

In your hair.

Everywhere.

That would be the worst part of fucking stabbing someone to death.

The evidence.

It would be shit to go to prison.

You'd get raped, if tv has taught me anything!

So yeah.

That's why James Arband will never stab anyone to death.

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Lucy sat back proud of the James Armband story she had just written.

She had successfully got inside the mind of a man!

MEN!

Always wanting to stab people.

It was a phallic thing, of course.

That's why men are always stabbing women to death.

It's a rape thing.

Think of all the other ways there are to kill someone.

You could like shoot them with a big gun.

Nothing phallic about a big gun!

MEN!

And their...STABBING!

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Indian Joe sat back, proud of the Lucy story he'd just wrote.

He'd successfully captured the mind of a woman.

The way they think all men want to stab them.

That's what all women think.

Indian Joe had never actually talked to a woman himself, of course.

But he knew that's what they all thought.

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XXXXXXXXXXXXXXT of the planet SHOEMAKER28 sat back, proud of the human adventures he'd just written.

He'd proven that the human mind was a simple thing and easy to understand.

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BLEEP BLOOP.

WRITING UNIT NINE WAS PLEASED WITH...
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ACTUALLY FUCK ITG.

ALL OF THIS WAS WRITTING BY ONE MOTHERFUCKER.

AND THAT CREAZY MOTGHERFUCKERS NAME WAs...

CAPTAIN ANARCHY!

HE WAS ALL ABOUT THE CRAZY SATANIST SHIT!

KILL EPOEPLELEtg
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actually fuck it all

that was all written by me

Charles Xavier.

leader of the X-Men

I wrote it all

to trick Magneto

that bastard!

MAGNETO!!!

while you're reading this...

Wolverine is sneaking up behind you to stabe in you in the arse!

TOO LATE to use your powers on him!

He just stabbed you up the arse!


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Wait, thought JOHNNY NOSe, why am I writing about "stabbing" Magento up the arse?

That's kind of gay, isn't it?

Mabye Lucy was onto something.

Lucy.

Did I make her up?

Did she make up me?

Is she alive if she's only an idea in my head?

Am I alive if I'm only an idea in hers?

Are we all just ideas GOD is having?

No.

Maybe our collective mindds ARE god...

No that's just. stupid.

Johnny Nose ran out into the street and punched a random lamp post

one day he'd punch a person.


ONE DAY¬!


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Charlies Horses

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Frank Horse sat back to the keyboard, satisfied.

He wondered what he'd be like if he was truly evil and if he could truly stab people to death.

He couldn't even punch lamp posts.

Mabye it was evil enough to just think about it.

To want to destroy the world that had rejected and shunned him.

He didn't fit in.

He couldn't make himself fit, he couldn't make the world fit.

The only thing to do was to act out.

DESTROY!

But Frnak Horse had no power.

That was the difference.

If he was smarter, stronger, quicker he could do ti...

but then he might fit in if he was smarter, stronger, quicker..

He didn't know what he was even thinking anymore.

Frank Horse went ot sleep.


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he dreamed he had message board friends and they all read this

but that wasn't real

just a dream

how could he ever have friends

and who posted on message boards when FAcebook was SO MUCH EISER¬!!

Easier


He imagined a scenario where he made good message board friends nad posted with them for ten years but then they had busy lives or just had had enough of message boards and would only post on Facebook but of course Frank Horse could never do that becaue he wasn't a real fucking person.

But that would never happen.

He felt a senese of relife that he would never hav eto feel that dispapointmentndftgl ag
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JIMMINY CIRECK

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Captain Horse stopped stabbing randomly at the keybaord and wne to bed.

maybe he'd dream himself back to life.

Maybe he'd dream his brain back.

Maybe it would start regrwoing again.

Or get smaller.

Or fade.

Or eh'd wake up and this would be adrema.
MAYBE!

as long as he was asleeep anythign was possible

schrodinger's sleepy cat

maybe ie he killed himself he could truly open up all possibilities

maybe
............
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actually all of this was written by Prince William and Bam Bam from the Flintstones the end.

BAM BAM!
 
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