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« on: 05-09-2010 21:39 »

Bending Wars

Warning Extreme Violence Ahead And Messed Up Stuff. Bending Units go back in time to Medieval Europe to form their own nation in all out total war over domination of Europe. Also in for some reason everyone seems to speak English in this Futuramaverse. It mightn't be very historically accurate in places, also highly overly exaggerated it lots of places too, and it is very, very cheesy, and on a side note please envision most of their voices sounding like Bender Bending Rodriguez when you read this. Also U-J-Bender means a Bending Unit jumping from universe to universe, but not of his or her own free will; and his or her sudden appearances are sometime have strange and unusual effects on some of the dimensions he or she passes through.


Narrator: 'In an age of unbent times there will be bending.
Scene: Mountain Land. It's dark with only blue light twilight like light, there's heavy show and howling winds making up a blizzard. Up high on one of the peaks of the mountains, four blinding flashes of light after-which there's the appearance of four bending units. Each with huge backpacks on their backs with all sorts of various equipment hanging out of them and wearing leathery big tick winter coats, all but one the forth one being about 5 foot tall, who wears a black hooded cloak hiding his face and covering his whole body. Also he has no backpack nor any showing equipment hanging off him.
Bending Unit #1: (speaking in a stereotype Irish accent) 'Are you sure about this time in history Anglery O'Twisterkin, my king?
[Bending Unit #1 wears a coat like the rest but is colored light green, he is the shortest of the four being about 4 foot tall.]
Anglery O'Twisterkin: (speaking in a stereotype posh English accent) 'Yes I am General O'Spoon-ish'O O'Lean-ish'O O'Fork-ish'O. And while we're here, there's to be no cheating we can only use Medieval like Technology or the Technology that Humans have in the timeline currently, got it? [They all nod.] For if you are caught cheating U-J-Benders assassins will come out of nowhere with a blinding flashes of light and kill you for they are always watching us.
[Anglery O'Twisterkin being about six foot tall wearing a golden crown encrusted with jewels and a light blue coat.]
O'Spoon-ish'O O'Lean-ish'O O'Fork-ish'O: 'Right, my king.
Bending Unit #2: (shivering/ speaking literally like someone putting-on a extreme back throat sounding deep powerful voice) 'Brrr! I'm freezing my colossal ass off in this weather! What is this the Ice Age, my king?!
[Bending Unit #2 has a tick mass of an overall robot muscley body; being about 20 feet tall and 15 feet wide, his foot-cuffs are the massive size of average cars/ hands are the huge size of small average cars, his head is about twice the size of a mini bus. He's wearing a coat colored brown fitting his very large size.]
Anglery O'Twisterkin: (talking fast) 'Quiet-down-Champion-█-Rotaten-Degreeish-and-no-this-is-not-the-Ice-Age-we-are-somewhere-in-Norway-the-date-being-December-thirty-first-nine hundred-and-ninety-nine-AD-time-ten-thirty-pm-three-point-two-seconds-and-milliseconds is-- and-now-four seconds.
█-Rotaten Degreeish: 'Ahhhh!
Narrator: 'From here on in these four will be mostly be referred to by their first names.
O'Spoon-ish'O: '█-Rotaten since you're a giant do the U-J-Benders see you to fight with us as cheating?
█-Rotaten: 'In a weird way no, I asked them the very same question. So anyway, are more of us coming?
Anglery : 'Yah, more of us are coming... soon.

O'Spoon-ish'O: 'Yeah, let's make the best of it. Get a fire going!
█-Rotaten: 'Up here, O'Spoon-ish'O?
O'Spoon-ish'O: 'Oh.
Anglery: 'Maybe we could dig a hole in snow to keep warm?
O'Spoon-ish'O: 'How about we cut up some animal in such away so we can go into it's insides for warmth like Star Wars?
Anglery: 'Nah! How's █-Rotaten meant to fit?
█-Rotaten: 'Yes. So what about we just get off this mountain and find some flater warmer land?
O'Spoon-ish'O: 'Yeah.
Anglery: (addressing the forth Bending Unit who's done nothing but stare into the distance with his back turned to them.) 'My dear Grandmaster Saurflex Mel_Goth-Gray-Duster do you have anything to say?
[Saurflex turns to face him showing within the darkness of his hood two shining red lights in perfect lining of each other one the right and the other on the left; both being about more or less than a inch apart as if they are is eyes in his hood's opening. He shakes his head side to side.]
Anglery: 'No, Saurflex? Well then, it is agreed, █-Rotaten!
[All four begin to walk down the mountain.]
[Time Lapse. All four are now walking on hilly land with the odd Picea tree around with the mountainous landscape not very far way in the distance and the blizzard has died down a small bit.]
Anglery: 'Hold!
[All four stop moving. █-Rotaten craps a huge brick about the size of small car narrowly missing O'Spoon-ish'O.]
O'Spoon-ish'O: 'Ahhh! Watch where you drop them, █-Rotaten!
Anglery: 'Shh! [He scratches his ass thoughtfully.] Hmm, this is a nice place to build. Not the flattest of land, but it will do. [There's blinding flashes of light followed by the appearance of hundreds of Bending Units wearing no clothe nor have any showing equipment. All being about 5 foot tall as if they were all copied and pasted when made, accept for the odd female among the mass of males they all look unique and mostly nice looking. They all start shivering.] And here they are. But where are-- [Just then there are more blinding flashes of light followed by the appearances of dozens of wooden crates all marked "Starter RDS Supplies".] Let the party begin!
O'Spoon-ish'O: 'Wait not yet, my lord. Someone got a banjo? .... Or wait I have one.
[He takes off a banjo hanging off the side of his backpack, sits down on █-Rotaten's brick, then starts playing it.]
█-Rotaten: 'I'll get a bonfire going! [█-Rotaten digs a large hole in the snow with his left foot-cuff, then kicks a near by tree down, picks it up; places it in the hole, burps fire on it, sitting it alight. Then walks round the place kicking tress down, picking them up placing them on the growing fire, of which bending units start to gather around.]
[Time Lapse. █-Rotaten is asleep snoring loudly near the bonfire holding a black bottle of beer about 5 feet tall and 5 feet wide, yet most of everyone else (the males) is seated on the ground around Anglery; drinking, laughing loudly, smoking cigars, and looking at porno magazines near the bonfire too, most of the female however are grouped together with their arms crossed looking at the males in disgust none of which seem to be paying any attention to them. Some of the crates have been opened. O'Spoon-ish'O sits near by playing random tunes with his banjo on █-Rotaten's brick; others are also gathered around him clapping and cheering.
Anglery: 'Begin the countdown.
All: '10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1!
[Fireworks shoot into the sky which explode forming huge numbers "1000" in red.]
O'Spoon-ish'O: 'Happy first Millennium!
[Time Lapse.]
Anglery: [telling a ghost story] 'And then it couldn't be bent! [Bending Units scream in horror and crap lots of bricks each.] Right-o chaps, it's time to build a wall around in a square here! Get the stuff from the crates!
[Time Lapse.]
[Bending Units mix piles of cement with water using shovels, some laying down bricks forming brick walls. All but one Bending Unit being about five foot tall with dents in place on his head and his eyes constantly spinning around in circles who just simply sits on top of the wall kissing a brick which he holds in his arms.]
Bending Unit #1: (shouting/ sounding like a stereotype drunken Irishman) 'I love my brick!
Bending Unit #2: 'That you shat out Eyes-Spinner-Dents?
Bending Unit #3: 'It doesn't matter if he or you or me shat that one out, it still makes a great pat. You don't have feed it, or clean it, or even take it to the Vet suits him up to the sky.
[Eyes-Spinner-Dents throws the brick at a Bending Unit working on the wall below.]
Eyes-Spinner-Dents: (shouting) 'Ahh, hell with it! Me fad up with brrrrick.
Scene: Outside the still being built walls of the encampment. Near one of the many camp fires outside the tents, Saurflex stands in the fire immune to it has five Bending Units seated around him covered in red and black tattoos of human body parts/war-paint.
Saurflex:(speaking in a cold, machine-like, anonymous voice)'01100110110011001101011100110 0110.... 2!
[Saurflex followers scream and drop bricks from under them, while other Bending Units sitting around camp fires and in tents narrow their eyes at them.]
[Pan over to a mixed group of male and female Bending Units sitting around a fire reading books marked "Ultimate Guide To The Medieval Age's Technology" under in small writing below; "Medieval lifestyle, Medieval hand held weapon making, Medieval fishing , Medieval armour making, Medieval siege weapon making, Medieval clothes making, Medieval farming, Medieval alcohol making, Medieval cooking, building Medieval like buildings, Medieval ship making, and everything and more you need to know about technology in the Medieval ages".]
Scene: Skyward view of the encampment. To see reddish lines forming a square with moving gray dots inside the area of approximately 200 meters at least maybe more in all directions, with a bright fiery light in it's middle spewing out smoke into the air (also within the encampment lots of smaller bright fiery lights doing the same spewing out smoke into the air.) with a huge brown non moving dot near to it; yet there's lots of gray dots moving around outside the area too with non moving bright fiery lights spewing out smoke into the air.]
[Pan back down to O'Spoon-ish'O sitting on █-Rotaten's brick playing his banjo. Bending units in the background are setting up tents here and there around the place.]
O'Spoon-ish'O: (singing) 'Oh, Daffodil, oh, Daffodil, [█-Rotaten opens his eyes and grunts.] oh Daffodils, why are you so beautiful, [█-Rotaten takes a sip of his beer, then stands up and walks towards O'Spoon-ish'O.] its like you can, see into my soul, if only, I had one!
[Pan outwards into the sky to see the huge brown dot moving.]
[Pan back down.]
█-Rotaten: 'Shut up! Stop it!
O'Spoon-ish'O: 'I was just done.
█-Rotaten: 'Alright then, back to sleep I go.
O'Spoon-ish'O: (singing) 'Oh, Daffodil---
█-Rotaten: 'Stop!
O'Spoon-ish'O: 'I was joking there.
█-Rotaten: 'Yeah, [He lies down on the ground near the bonfire.] whatever.
[Pan around the general area to see dozens of tents and camp fires outside them, sounds of loud snoring from them, within the uneven walls still being built; approximately at their highest so far about 8 feet tall in places the lowest being about 4 foot tall in places the rest are in between the two. Pan over to a large red tent near the bonfire.]
Cut to: Inside: King's Tent. Anglery is scratching his ass deep in thought sitting on a wooden crate in the middle of messy room with all sorts of stuff consisting of mostly beer bottles and bits of wood.
Anglery: (thinking) 'What should I name this place ... hummmmmmmmm. [There's a knock on the door.] Who's that?!
Voice: (from outside) 'It's me m'lord, O'Spoon-ish'O! Can I come in?
Anglery: 'Yes. [O'Spoon-ish'O enters taking a seat on another crate in front of Anglery.] I've got it!
O'Spoon-ish'O: 'Got what?
Anglery: 'The naming of this city ... "New Robonia" for we are the Robonians!
O'Spoon-ish'O: 'Sounds good. I'll spread the word.
Cut to: Outside King's Tent. O'Spoon-ish'O exits the tent.
O'Spoon-ish'O: (shouting) 'New Robonia is the name of this city for we are the Robonians.
[Bending Units unenthusiastically grunt in reply. O'Spoon-ish'O re-enters the tent.]

Cut to: Back inside King's Tent.
Anglery: 'Take a seat. [O'Spoon-ish'O takes a seat on the same crate as before.] Where's Saurflex?
O'Spoon-ish'O: 'Beats me. Doesn't really talk much does he?
Anglery: 'Well he is my Grandmaster so he's very full of himself even though I'm higher than rank than him.
[But laugh briefly. Then Anglery sighs.].    
O'Spoon-ish'O: 'What's wrong my king?
Anglery: (sad) 'You don't need to refer to me as "my King", but by my name for in my Kingdom anyone can refer to me by my first name, other, nickname perhaps, unless I hate you. But anyway what I'm upset about is Saurflex. He's not been himself ever since I befriended a Human, but that's another story. (cheering up) So how's the people's mood?
O'Spoon-ish'O: 'To be honest my lord not the best.
Anglery: 'By what exactly? Don't be afraid to drag it out now I love when people drag out stuff.
O'Spoon-ish'O: 'Well the main problems are dew to already over population forcing many to live outside in the cold of Norway rather in the warmth and the protection of the walls. Limited amounts of alcohol supplies that might only last a week if not less which may lead to thirstation.
Anglery: 'Well, looks like we need to expand are boarders then? [O'Spoon-ish'O nods.] Right so send word to are Scouts to find some settlements for us to take at for the morning, while I'll brief are few but powerful soldiers in the morning.
O'Spoon-ish'O: 'Yes my lord.
Cut to: Outside a small squared building made of bricks within the walls of New Robonia. Where banging of metal sounds are coming from and smoke spewing out from it's chimney also made by bricks. Pan over to dozens of other building like this within the walls among the tents.
[Pan to two bending units both wearing brown hooded cloaks covering their whole bodies entering one of the squared buildings.]
Scene: Inside Building. What is in side is a place full of smoke (so almost nothing can be seen.), littered with bits of scrap metal laying on the floor everywhere, and neatly stacked squared piles of bricks with metal trays on top of them. In a corner there is a strong built Bending Unit black with dirt, he has a huge bushy black magnetic beard. He is banging on a hot piece of metal using a hammer on an black iron anvil.]
[The two hooded cloaked Bending Units walks up towards him.]
Blacksmith: 'Is there something I can do for ye? [He dips the piece of metal into a barrel filled with water, which cools it, then he takes it back out and places it onto a tray with all sorts other pieces of metal on it.] No need to be scared, you're not the first.
[The two Bending Units lower their hoods to reveal one's a female and one's a male.]
Fembot: 'I would like a son.
Blacksmith: 'Want a child, not fully grown up which may take a week to make, or fully grown Bending Unit which may take one month to make. Either one will cost you one bottle of beer, but I'll also need one mixed RNA sample from both of you in order for it to be truly both of your son.
Bending Unit: 'We'll take the non fully grown. [He hands him a bottle of Beer, and a tiny vile containing a small drop of oil with a tiny piece of blank paper attached to it.]
Blacksmith: 'I'll get right on it.
[He places the bottle of Beer into his chest cabinet, while his hand is in there he takes out a white feather pen, that he dips into a inkpot on a tray, then he writes a number on the vial, then carefully places the vial onto another tray with many other vials containing small drops of oil with tiny pieces of paper marked with numbers on them.]
Blacksmith: 'The number on the vial is to make sure you get the right order. Your number is "122214".
Fembot: 'Thank you.
[They leave, he then picks up a brick and throws it in into a forge melting it.]
Blacksmith: 'Oh, I need an apprentice. [He takes out a book from his chest cabinet marked.] "How To Build And Program A Bending Unit With Only Medieval Technology At Your Disposal".
[Time Lapse.]
Scene: Daybreak. The walls of New Robonia can be seen in the background where Anglery stands on a hill over looking a large gathered crowd below.
Anglery: 'Alright the plans are ...
Bender Unit #1: (somewhere within crowd) 'How can you be king if you don't have a wife?
Anglery: (shouting) 'She was killed by a giant can opener a fate that many of us Bending Units circum to, thank you very much!
Bender Unit #1: (somewhere within crowd) 'Oh.
Anglery: 'Anyway back to what I was saying. We are here to day to start a war, to take some new land for are selves. So get into your groups!

[Time Lapse. The Bending Units are spread into only two big groups.]
Anglery: [pointing at big group of unarmed Bending Units on the right.] 'What are you?
Officer Bending Unit: [wearing a black magnetic bowtie.] 'Fist-men, we will come at the enemy, and try to kill the enemy and take their weapons armor and use it against them.
Anglery: 'Very good. [He points to the other group on the left all holding bricks in their hands.] And what are you?
Eyes-Spinner-Dents: [wearing a red magnetic bowtie.] 'I be insane but I'm the Officer. Anyway we're professional Brick Throwers that have practicing all night throwing bricks at a brick wall. For we will throw bricks at the enemy.
Anglery: 'Very good. [Smallish fit looking Bending Units run towards Anglery.] Ah, the Scouts anything to report?
Scout Officer: (wearing a baseball cap with his antenna sticking out on the top) 'Well there's a small fishing village along a river to the south east of us with some hop fields around it.
[Crowd below cheers.]
Bender Unit #2: (somewhere within crowd) 'We can make beer from the hops!
Scout Officer: 'Plus it has a bar.
[Crowd below cheers again.]

Scene: New Robonia. Near the bonfire still going strong O'Spoon-ish'O is shouting at █-Rotaten lying on his back on the ground.
O'Spoon-ish'O: (shouting) 'Come on █-Rotaten, we need you!
[He kicks him.]
█-Rotaten: (sleepily) 'Oh, [He waves his hand.] knock it off O'Spoon-ish'O! I'm not going to fight unless it's for truly a rightful cause against evil. Other than that I'll just scare them if they try and attack us. It just doesn't feel right crushing organic life forms, unless their the evil kind that do more harm than left alive.
O'Spoon-ish'O: 'Yeah, you're right. They might just give up on sight from seeing you.
█-Rotaten: (sleepily) 'Exactly! [He yawns.] Now let me go back to sleep.
[Pan over to red brick gatehouse (it's gates are open.) with two large squared towers made of red brick approximately 35 feet high attached to it on either side, where Bending Units enter and exit New Robonia all the time going about their business.]
Narrator: 'The first battle is about to begin, in the next part, the question is when?

To be continued

Bending Unit
« Reply #1 on: 05-09-2010 21:40 »
« Last Edit on: 05-09-2010 21:47 »

Bending Wars, part 2.

Fan Fiction Author Note: If you have not guessed already this is a fan fiction parody of the total war series with a Futurama take on it.

Seriously I wish some people would make a game(mod)/skins of Benders at war. (I however do not have the skill to do such a thing.)

Seriously I wish some people would make a game(mod)/skins of Benders at war. I even made a fan art related to it, "here". Which is a parody of this

Scene: Outside The Walls of New Robonia. Saurflex stands talking to an average height red and black Bending Unit, with red eyes blacker than night, who's got sharp canine teeth and long fingers with pointy sharp nails, who's also got a bent cross with a red fiery eye symbol to the left side of his face, holding a long mangled piece of metal in his right handů enough details here's what it looks like.

Close up on the symbol on the left side of his face.

Saurflex: 'You are the first of the Dark Spawn Bending Units powered by pollution and carbon dioxide in the air itself and  have no need for sleep, and you only obey me without question, right?

Dark Spawn Bending Unit: (deep low voice) 'Yes, my lord. I serve you without question.

Saurflex: 'Good. You must take this invention of mine .. [Saurflex takes out from his robes a small object made out of diamond shaped like Escher's Impossible Cube in it's center there is a see-though bubble like sphere making humming noises.] .. that the U-J-Bender over-watch have allowed me to use it on you: "The Fossil Mass Creator", bring it to Sicily hide it deep under ground in a cave and there build me a mass copied and pasted army of yourself worthy of Morbend, however your army may be good fighters but they will not be has good as the original you. [He hands him a map.] Also digs these tunnels under Sicily. And look to my calling when it is time to rise for my voice is in your head and within all my servants.

Dark Spawn Bending Unit: 'Yes, my lord.  But how do I use it?

Saurflex: 'Stick your hand into the sphere. [The Dark Spawn Bending Unit sticks his hand into the sphere within Escher's Impossible Cube, there is a flash of blinding light and another Dark Spawn Bending Unit appears beside them looking exactly like the original.]

Dark Spawn Bending Unit #2 (sounding like too) 'What orders my lord Saurflex? [He craps a black brick.]

Saurflex: 'See? [The original Dark Spawn Bending Unit nods.] Now, take this ... [He sticks a small black triangle magnetic beard like Flexo's below the mouth on the original Dark Spawn Bending Unit.] ... and this ů [He takes from his robes another black hooded robe like his, which he hands to him, who puts it on over himself.] ... oh and this ... [He takes out from his robes a helmet that looks exactly like the Witch King's from "The Lord Of The Rings".] ... it will make you unique to the others for your name will be the Witch Drive. I have to go now and join the others. Go forth my servants.

Witch Drive: 'There will be no mercy, kill all Humans.

Saurflex: 'Down to the last man, woman and child?

Witch Drive: 'Yes, my lord.

[Saurflex walks off to join a group of Bending Units walking past, while the Witch Drive and the Dark Spawn Bending Unit go into the wilderness.]

Scene: Frozen Riverside. A few dozen of Bending Units march in a not very well disciplined formation along the river side (some even walk on the thick ice of the river itself), basically leaving lot's space between each other some are however are quite close together in groups up to six like children following a teacher on the side of a road. Leading them right in front is Anglery dragging a claymore (a two-handed sword) after him holding it with one hand the tip of the blade scraping on the ground leaving a trail, along with slightly behind him; O'Spoon-ish'O armed with a banjo and a long-sword in a scabbard strapped to the side of him; the Scout Officer also armed with a longbow and a arrow quiver attached to his back with also a short sword in a scabbard strapped to the side of him, Saurflex armed with a long-sword in one hand and a huge black steal war hammer it's head the size of a child and with a spear like spike on top in the other, Eyes-Spinner-Dents is armed with a brick to throw and a dagger in a scabbard strapped to the side of him.
Saurflex: 'I sense movement up ahead!
Anglery: 'Form a disciplined line formation! Brick Throwers in front, Fist Men behind! Quickly! [The rest of the Bending Units along with Eyes-Spinner-Dents run to bunch up together to make two thick rectangle formations. The one in front Eyes-Spinner-Dents is standing beside them.]
Eyes-Spinner-Dents: 'Ready, bricks!
[His unit take out one brick each from their stuffed with bricks chest cabinets preparing them to throw; Anglery raises his claymore.]
Anglery: 'Steady men! [O'Spoon-ish'O plays his banjo and sings about Daffodils (like before) to inspire the troops, Scout Officer braces his bow to fire an arrow, Saurflex raises his long-sword and war hammer.] Hold your fire till I say fire. [Up ahead coming out from a forest about a few dozen of filthy dirty looking men all with wild-hair long and big grizzly beards walk out in a spacey formation, mostly armed with; axes, spears, long-swords, and secondary weapons like throwing-axes and daggers, most of them wearing light leather armour, the odd one are wearing chain-mail armour, but most have even the ones who wear leather armour have iron helmets which all have horns, additionally most are holding in their left hands small round iron shields, some don't have shields but have two handed weapons like; battle axes, long spears, war hammers, claymore swords, some have two one handed weapons in each hand, and some are armed with short bows with a langseax in a scabbard strapped to the side of them.] Vikings.

O'Spoon-ish'O: 'Vikings with horned helmets? That's historically inaccurate. They never wore horned helmets!
Scout Officer: 'Well clearly they did. So if there not horned helmets then what are they?
O'Spoon-ish'O: 'Horned helmets, Light-Bend.
Light-Bend: 'Perhaps it's historically accurate in this universe?
O'Spoon-ish'O: 'Yes, maybe that's the case.
[Pan over to Viking chief about 5 foot 8, who's got the biggest, longest grizzlyest beard of them all which is grey, he wears a fine golden chain mail armour and a golden horned helmet, he holds with two hands a long halberd. Muscley; extremely fit looking, dirty, bloodstained, men with big long grizzly beards, (some of which have blue war-paint all over their bodies) who are almost naked some of which are completely naked wearing wolf skins/pelt (some wearing bear skins/pelt) and wolf's and bear heads as helmets surrounding him, who both howl and growl like wolfs/animals (also grunting), that are armed with two handed weapons, some with two weapons with one weapon in each hand, none have shields.]

Viking Chief: 'Steady, berserkers. Perhaps, we can talk with these tin-men? Surely they were sent by the Gods! [His clan hum and nod in agreement.] Even though, I have never seen such things in our Norse mythology.

[Pan over to Anglery.]

Anglery: 'Perhaps we can negotiate with these Humans.

Saurflex: 'Negotiating with Humans my king? Whatever happened to "Killing All Humans"?

Anglery: 'Saurflex, that is just a saying, we don't actually literally mean it, for it is of our baser programming; and as far as I'm concerned we are not evil ruthless merciless savages, we will show mercy to those who surrender and civilians or peasants if you will, and whom we didn't kill but injure in battle in the aftermath if we won, we may even bring them back to full health. And besides, we need allies. O'Spoon-ish'O?

O'Spoon-ish'O: 'Yes?

Anglery: 'You seem to be the best at negotiating with Humans since you opened trade links to a local village where we trade our bricks for alcohol.  

[O'Spoon-ish'O walks towards the army of Vikings, while the rest behind him hold their positions.]

[Pan over to Viking Chief walking towards O'Spoon-ish'O, while the rest of his clan stay behind him holding their positions.]

To be continued
« Reply #2 on: 05-26-2010 20:08 »
« Last Edit on: 07-01-2010 09:02 by [-mArc-] »

i want to continue
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Urban Legend
« Reply #3 on: 05-28-2010 14:04 »

Really good story.  When you have time, post some more.  And post the one you wrote on Futurama Madhouse, too. 

« Reply #4 on: 06-27-2010 01:48 »

did your child draw those in school? they look scary
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