Ok so here is the 3rd thread Iīm copying from the previous ones....
Sinder Velvin's Note: Slightly modified the text from the second one so it could make a bit more sense.
From the first one:
Once a lad whose name was Oozae travelled far into the land without clean underwear and got himself stuck in a big scary cave containing a lot of purple witches all of whom ate green porridge, with chunked Ogrims with pierced nipples, servants of Molag Bal, so they asked the poor lad to give up his life to Crassius Curio, but instead he kissed his cheek and went far away in the big bad world to obtain an Ebony cuirass and greaves. For Dagoth Ur has been banished because he made everyone suffer greatly with his blightstorms intended to rid Cliff Racers from existance. Which is a relief to everyone except those who don't mind their screaming high in the mountains whose names awake dread and Undead from the depths of dark dungeons in the lands of blasted red ash coming from the ruins of ancient Daedric shrines buried in red ash-containing soil, cursed concoctions of magical spells used in times of death and corruption. For the guilty and the condemned will die twice and then awake only to find that they died one more time and roamed the West Gash region in pouring rain while being chased by a Nix-Hound in its skinnies, which made him get deathly ill with no cure, so he died in sheer agony. An Orc comes, loots his body, and then eats the found Crab meat over the body in shameless guily. Very scared and frustrated he walks from the scene to Dagoth Ur in delightful glee and says "how you doin'?". And Ur is a little horny like Crassius Curio and now I hit him a large trout filled with ice, so he becomes as gay as someone very gay called Crassius Curio before running off into the wilderness to find his little lost pony that ran away into the woods to find a place to hide from the Dremora that approached from the glowing portal of a tower in the middle of a big desert with no food or water, but it had a big tower that was evil and really big and utterly monstrous and really evil, which was cool. He entered the enormous front door and faced a gigantic frozen trout with twenty tentacles with clear sticky explosive bombs so he threw a small grenade at the tentacled trout and the trout exploded into millions of smaller trouts, into the floor of the dungeon where Ur was already dead but will rise once more to return to the big bad world in order to kill random people just for the sheer fun of seeing them dead, for he takes great pleasure in acts like these. But along came an adventurer by the name of Baron Von Muscles who had a freakin' big axe which he used to cleave people and throw their disposable heads at passers-by who looked like the Vampires to feast on living human heads that had been removed from their bodies by a big black saucy werewolf called Minque the Black Furry Demon of nasty death and terrible destruction who liked eating lots of large cows and people that were walking on a road leading to an escalator to nowhere, where they find a drop to some drunken mages, who cast lotsa fireballs, destroying all the clowns in dirty worn cloaks and large leather boots with pink straps, looking as if they also had fleas on their misshapened purple neckties which they had tied around their waists in an intriquate beautiful pattern.
From the second one:
That attracted many undead spawning from the dungeons of Kroz where some dangerous allies of a nasty demon were wearing many enchanted pieces of purple glowing armor that looked like lackered guar brains. The nasty demon was wearing a very large hat that resembled the nose of the big, bad giant whose name was Bob the Bloody, a huge fan of the Mournhold Actors, whose salaries include Daedric wakizashis. Bob the Bloody was very hungry. And while he had his supper he realized that it was poisoned. While this doesn't affect him much, we are still moving ahead westwards. But a question about that guy arises: "why do we not have stronger feelings for each others in the same toilet? Or for the man over there who is wounded?" Bob the Bloody is really bloody all over his third leg that is hanging from his right eye like a dangling disgusting rotten cadaver that got shot by James Bond and double-o 56. In the next chapter we will know more of how this happened in the first chapter of "Bob's Travels In Vvardenfell Against Dagoth Ur" by Gerald Mc Doogle, who was once a big warrior who fought the bandits of Addamasartus. So next chapter is that Gerald and his army will fight the hordes but die. So Gerald is now alone and cleaving people in twain despite the pain that can be very sharp and deleterious, not to ignore if he suddenly decides to chop off his disgraced cousin's head in order to save his blighted wreck of a Ash Slave that was respawning again. The cousin, however, didn't want to lose his head so he went to a cave because he wasn't very afraid of big bad monsters that could be big and bad and hurt him causing him pain in his entire body of great mass and volume which was strange becoase he was not normally strong but still he was magically made after he was magically killed by the archmage of the Mages Guild. And he used the necromancer's amulet to constantly regenerate his bloody health since he had many gaping wounds that were as wide as a drunken Ox in the heat of summer. And you know how wide they were because they stretch in heat. Only when their bodies go wonky do they start to expand like popcorn that is very hot but very cold at the same time. For some reason popcorn tastes like banana flavoured pie and soft "geléhallon" which is not to say that it is healthy. So he didn't do anything at eating it but he went away to find some more candy for the little kids living in a dark mouldy dungeon owned by Bob the Builder who talks to construction people in the nearby town, people who were eating. Pie is the greatest jackass to ever have visited this dingy little world in order to kill very many ugly annoying people like Fargoth and all other Bosmer who like to annoy us with lost rings and money and other stupid things like clothing, weapons, etcetera, and I'd rather kill the one who stole my ring to earn a a toy from the Morag Tong, with its magic so powerful, that it did this and this and this to anyone who hounded Oozae and annoyed Crassius Curio because he called people sweetie and also dumpling. So now Gerald ate his shoes for no reason, or so it seemed! That they thought he was dead but now he seems to be very scared about not being dead. He said "hey...
Theres the last one.
Ended with- He said "hey...
[quote=jonajosa]so we start with really bloody?
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because he said[/quote]
No plz read the last post of the prev. thread...Iīm copying full time but it takes a while!
i dont like...
to be dead
while im trying
to get to
the chocolate factory
because then I...
can eat until
i get there.
I like to
eat some moon-
Sugar because it...
makes me strong...
But with the...
disadvantage of the
Reduction of my...
big giant... feet
Which became so...
colossal that he
couldnīt wear shoes
and had to...
walk around barefooted
Now, that caused
him some pain
and agony so
he decided to
find a Wizard
Back to me...
*please note that this is still in first person*
so he can
now go back
to where he
came from. he
stopped for a
drink at the
pub because he
was very thirsty
and he ordered
double shot of
a big sujamma
so he can
get himself drunk... :embarrassed:
***lol we are all over alchohol today***
but the someone
rised his voice
and started a
dirty rough fight
that lasted for
2 hours almost
longer than the
normally would have
becouse he normally
would be drinker then
than heīs now
and he won
a nice prize
like a dremora
that hasn't been
fighting for a
a long time.
So he and
*whats the dude's name?*
His powerful gaur
named jonajosa after
JonaJosa the 6th
Dremora woshiping cultist.
***he he he
***
[quote=Soulseeker3.0]Dremora woshiping cultist.
***he he he
***[/quote]Dremora worshipping cult played boogers. (I have no idea what Boogers is
)
Oozae (I love the sound of my own name
)
Boogers was a
remarkable thing to
mention because they
didnīt get to
see him so
sad and lonely
soon he will
start to cry
but then go
on with his
santa stalking way...
right on to
the dead bodies
While nobody was
really expecting this
he pulled down
The little idiot
and started to
touch his face
with sharp pointy
balloons with smily
dwarves on them.
All this made
drunken wolves very
sober because it
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wolves don't get drunk. We can handle our drink far better than you puny humans
hurt them like
hell on a
stick. I had
no chance of
getting some help
about trying to
put down the
revolt on the
banks of the
odai, but they
did not succeed
because they were
were too weak
and the archers
were strong enough
to push the
attacker's back. Terrified
at the sight of thousands of arrows they ran as fast as they could towards the.........
Got carried away there.
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they ran towards
the other guys
in order to
ok im stuck so go with the last post
die upon spears
that the Nords
had placed there.
They died in
big ol' crowds
of fiddy people.
So now they
no where to
go because they
were surrounded by
various nasty people
and evil creatures
intent on killing
all of them
in painful manners
that only the
most sadistic could
most sadistic person
would do. Finally
relieved of their
weapons the guards
in perfect formation
hacked them down
consumed with a
burning lust for
revenge. Masking unbridled
rage with their
fierce expressions, suddenly
they charged back
they stopped because
in the distance
they could see
there was a...
huge ogrim moving
forwards on to
the battlefield. Glancing
left and right
, but then getting
(well that made no sense, I was too slow to respond)
ready for action
they began to
fire the catapults
in the other
direction because they
saw another behind
them and got
ready to attack
with great fear
they charged the
mighty beasts of
Oblivion. With horror
in their eyes
the good people
ran far away
from Sinder Velvin.
[quote=Oozae]from Sinder Velvin.[/quote]
Since Sinder Velvin...
is a frightening...
Homicidal maniac who...
has a desire
to teach people
to obey the
Power of the...
secret book in
Which the ideas...
of many great
maniacs have been
written for future
refrence. Why do
we have such
unrealistic ideals that
people get very
prone to violent
actions. Sometimes we
underestimate the danger
of the wild
maniacs who will
kill without contemplating
of the risks
involved. Savage creatures
crawled all over
the rotten carcasses
of Sinderīs previous
human form. Laughing
out loud as
he mocked pathetic
at the carcasses ((donīt exactly know what mock means :embarrassed: ))
mock = to make fun of
his cruel voice
sounded out loud
shattering the eardrums
of them all.
** Iīm gonna lock this one now....quoting the last 10 sentences first so we can continue on another one***
So many mentions of me! Lovely.
[quote=Sinder Velvin]So many mentions of me! Lovely.[/quote]
enjoy.....I get my share in another thread....
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