Last Person to Post Wins

Hey guys. I haven't had a hug in a while. I need one. If I don't get one I will die. And when my tainted spirit finds its destination, I will topple the Master of that dark place. From my black throne, I will lash together a machine of blood and bone, and fueled by my hatred of Twilight, Justin Bieber, and pickles this fear engine will bore a hole between this world and that one.

And when it begins, you will hear the sound of children screaming - as if from a great distance. A smoking ord of nothing will grow above your beds, and from it will emerge a thousand starving crows. As I slip through the widening maw in my new form, you will only catch a glimpse of my radiance before you are incinerated. Then, as tears of bubbling pitch streams down my face, my dark work will begin.

I will open one of my six mouths, and I will sing the song that ends the Earth.


*cough*


So all in all, pretty average Saturday.

 

This would be epic. I will go there on my daily trip across the universe tomorrow.

I invaded iceland. There were so many mum's O.o

 

That can't be right.

 

Wow, I wish I did but no, I went to the lake district in England.

Oh, lol xD

 

MS!~ :glomp: Why hello there. How are you? :3

 

I realise "that's why mums go to Iceland" is an english thing...

 

:glomp: Hey! I'm good thanks and you?

@ Ienzo: I guess so

 

Go to the top of this page. :3

 

Ah, right awesome. *hugs you* Any better now?

 

Yep. :3 *holds out a plate of cookies* Would you like a cookie?

 

Okay ;D *eats cookie* Wait, they weren't poisoned, were they?

 

W- WHAT?! Would you suggest such a thing! I would never poison baked goods, that would be bad. And besides if I was going to kill you, we would not be speaking. But still, hurt feelings...

 

Random thought:

If I was to kill someone with a cookie, I would throw it at them.

 

Yes, very effecient. The crumbs would get in their eyes and you can beat them.

 

They would be sad. While I would be triumphant.

 

Indeed. Those foolish people no nothing of strategy. If they see a cookie they eat it. If they see a bakery, then enter it. They would be too busy to notice us, or if they do, it will be too late.

 

Death by cookie. That would be embarrassing to say at their funeral.

 

"So there he was, editing Wikipedia articles, when he hear this weird noise, like a distant rumbling sound. Glancing around the room, he deduced it was coming from behind his monitor. He stood up, walked around his desk to get a better view, when suddenly a frakking cookie roars out from behind the monitor, crushed his chair, smashed his head and gunned down his entire miniture collection on a nearby shelf. How the hell can a bake good kill a man? Must have taken some kind of tactical geni- CREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED!"

 

This.

I hope to never die by the hands of a cookie maniac.

 

why not? It would certainly be a unique way to go.