by Adeon Tien on September 1st, 2013, 12:17 pm
Alright. No one commented on the last one, but it got about forty more views than I thought it would (Thanks, by the way), so I'll continue with a different story. This one was not one of the options, nor does it have a name... Other than The Secret Skatepark. Which is really lame. Quick note. 1.) I have decided to change all names in this story to Latin names of trees. For example, Gingert'wibley is now be Vitex Agnus-Castus. 2.) I really want to try my hand at letting the strangers pick the next story again. Let's begin. Same setting, except farther east, so out of Lulu's territory. It was me, Acer Negundo, Vitex Agnus-Castus, Ziziphus Jujuba, and two guys that we had recently met, named Malus Yunnanensis, and Prunus Serrulata. We were looking at the more business-like setting of the factory. A couple poor people still lived there, too, so we had to be quiet. Really quiet. And, believe it or not, we were. Now, early on we discovered that Malus Yunnanensis and Prunus Serrulata liked ditching us together. To be honest, they still do. We just don't care. So, they did that quietly, while Acer Negundo, Vitex Agnus-Castus, and Ziziphus Jujuba, and I were talking quietly. I forget what we were talking about, though... Probably girls. Or getting Vitex Agnus-Castus a girlfriend. Or both. Those seemed to be popular topics back then. We were getting caught up in that, when behind us we hear "WOOOOOOAAAAAH." Ziziphus Jujuba immediately turns around and starts flop-running at Malus Yunnanensis and Prunus Serrulata. A.N., V.A.C., and I brush it off. But there it goes again. "WOAOAOAOOOOAOOOOH" They were synchronizing, now. I said 'screw it', and started walking over. I was perplexed, moreso when I saw the three of them staring into a window (P.S. was standing on a bucket, because he's a bit on the short side). I was on the verge of having a poor person throw beer bottles at me for disturbing his nap on the dirt floor, so I pushed them aside to see what... [ Continued ]
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by Adeon Tien on August 25th, 2013, 12:01 pm
Alright... The last entry got fifty views, so that means that people actually give half a diddly. So I guess I'll continue the story. Oh, yes! A few things. 1.) All names ('Cept for Sci-Fi) will be changed. 2.) I have decided NOT to tell all you strangers about my life. Well, the past, anyway. 3.) After I'm done with this, I'll let the strangers decide the next story. And now, I'm gonna' start. You see, I was genuinely mad at Lulu. She was a stray, she took human territory and claimed it as her own, et cetera. Basically a thousand ways to justify going back in with an electric collar. But what I notice now is I did not pay one single thought to Sci-Fi. That is how blinded I was. I forgot entirely about my friend who damn-well near pissed himself in the process of finding that dog. So what did I do? I got an army. Yes, that's right. The biggest weapon in a middle-schooler's arsenal. Other middle-schoolers. I had limited supply, but I got all my friends. I got Doodledebop, Rassamagatz, Sci-Fi, Gingert'wibbley, and even this huge dude, Wackayiddle. I had an army, and we were gonna' get the dog. We didn't have a plan for what to do with the dog, we were just going to get it. But my plan failed to work. See, because I have the best friends in the world, everyone but Doodledebop and Sci-Fi ditched me. You see, I didn't notice they were gone. I just thought that Doodledebop and I were in front. Which is really a shame, because then Sci-Fi ditched us, too. So when Doodledebop suggested that we flank the dog, I had no problem. There he went, too. Running off in a different direction. Not two steps after he left, ladies and gents, NOT TWO STEPS. Bam. Lulu. Flying out of no where, and stopping, about five meters away. Just staring at me. This is when I noticed that she had glowing, red eyes and decided that she came from the lowest level of Hell. We stared each other down for a bit, neither of us moving. All the time, I was wondering where everyone was. That's when I... [ Continued ]
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by Adeon Tien on August 23rd, 2013, 4:17 am
Yes, yes. Hello. As the title implies, I'll be writing to you strangers. Or perhaps friends. But, not the point. I've decided to write a blog. Whoopdie-doodle-doo. My own life is hardly interesting enough on a daily basis, so I'll do a sorta' Drama/Comedy thing. My past is really... Painful, maybe, is the correct word. But I've been to accept it and all... So telling complete strangers on the Internet is the solution. Ding Ding. As for comedy? My friends and I are just... We're stupid. Really stupid. So we have a lot of stories and no where to put them. Yet again, Internet is the answer. But I'll only tell one story per post... A sickly Dhakil Euralaht says I should tell a comedy first. Yay. Right, so anyone who knows me well knows this story thoroughly. For the ones who don't... Well, you're the strangers. One time only, I will tell the story of Lulu the Border Collie. Since it seems to be the one that's most-liked. Firstly, I live in a nineteenth-century industrial village. So there's this giant, abandoned ax factory that takes up half the town. Perfect setting for a horror film. So of course my friends and I go screwing around down there often. One of the first times I was ever down there, I wasn't really doing anything. I was just walking around with my friend Sci-Fi. We were talking about the movie Sandlot, which, in hindsight, is really ironic. Right after, I started to hear the weirdest sound I've ever heard from seemingly no where. I can only describe it as an ostrich with a head-cold choking on a stick. We split up and began looking for the source of the dangerous-sounding noise, because we're really smart. I was lucky enough to find it first, and I called Sci-Fi over. It wasn't what we expected, though. I thought it was a buzz saw or something. But, no. Because logic was thrown in the trash the second we heard the sound. It was an old, fat border collie, bouncing around a pipe. We just kinda'... Stared at it for a bit. Then it stopped, and started eyeing... [ Continued ]
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