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    Ungod

    I'm starting a novel/reputation needed

    I get random ideas at random times, and today, when I opened the MD forum, I saw Ignnus' topic. Then I thought 'Why not?'. But I lack the time to write something elaborate, so it'll be some gag stuff. Also, I need reputation to keep going. Positive or negative, it doesn't matter. Hit the down/up button and I will continue writing new 'episodes'. Today, it's 'The Necrovion Cafe'. Ignnus was dragging his feet across the Necrovion wasteland. After he left the House hours ago, he managed to climb all the stairs without assistance and was now contemplating death. After all, what else was he to do while leaning on the graveyard brick wall, wheezing like a geezer? I'm tired of this ****, he mumbled. The priests were doing their habitual techno dance around the literate bonfire. Ignnus must have lost it seeing them, because he started to scream: I'm tired of this SHIIIIIT! I want asphalt! I want a hat, I want a gas mask and...and...a coffee would be great...' The priests were too busy to stop and listen, but out of nowhere, a shade appeared. Did you say... coffee? it asked. Yeah, said Ignnus. Do you have some? There is a price to pay...for everything, the shade smirked. Price? scoffed Ignnus. I would KILL for a cup of coffee. How's that for a price? The shade chuckled. 'It seems we have found what to motivate our troops with, Master.' ...………...…......…………………………………...…………………...…………......………......…......…………...………….. Ignnus was sipping his freshly-baked beans coffee, with sugar cane and sour cream on top, at the Necrovion Café. He looked as happy as a corporate employee at lunch - only he carried a bazooka on his back. Somewhere, the Shade Sentinel was grinning.
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